Newborn Under The Christmas Tree

Newborn Under The Christmas Tree
Sophie Pembroke

The baby that brought them togetherAs heir to Thornwood Manor, Liam Jenkins wants to erase painful memories by knocking it down and rebuilding it. But Alice Walters has turned the manor into a women's refuge, and she's prepared to be the thorn in the new lord's side!When they hear the cries of a newborn under the Christmas tree, they're forced to find a way to work together. And with each passing day, this little baby brings them both back to life, and gives them a Christmas gift they never expected!

The baby that brought them together

As heir to Thornwood Manor, Liam Jenkins wants to erase painful memories by knocking it down and rebuilding it. But Alice Walters has turned the manor into a women’s refuge, and she’s prepared to be the thorn in the new lord’s side!

When they hear the cries of a newborn under the Christmas tree, they’re forced to find a way to work together. And with each passing day, this little baby brings them both back to life, and gives them a Christmas gift they never expected!

‘Did you hear that?’

Alice’s forehead creased. ‘I’m not sure.’

She took another turning and suddenly they were back in the Main Hall again, its oversized Christmas tree looming over the staircase. From beyond the next set of doors she could hear the dying chatter of people at the fundraiser, the last few guests still hanging on in there. But that wasn’t the noise that had caught Liam’s attention.

The sound rang out again, and this time there was no doubt in Liam’s mind about what he was hearing. He knew the sound of a baby crying well enough. From the age of ten upwards it had seemed every foster home he’d gone to had had a new baby—one he’d been expected to help look after.

‘Did someone bring their baby with them tonight?’

Except he couldn’t see anyone nearby, and the cry had sounded very close.

As if it was in the room with them.

‘I don’t think…’ Alice trailed off as the baby cried again. Then she stepped closer to the tree, taking slow, cautious steps in her long, shimmering dress, as if trying not to spook a wild animal.

Liam followed, instinctively staying quiet.

The crying was constant now, and there was no denying where it was coming from.

Alice hitched up her dress and knelt down on the flagstones, reaching under the spread of the pine needles, dislodging a couple of ornaments as she did so. Then she pulled out a basket—not a bassinet or anything, Liam realised. Just a wicker basket…the sort someone might use to store magazines or whatever.

A wicker basket with a baby lying in it.

Newborn Under the Christmas Tree

Sophie Pembroke

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

SOPHIE PEMBROKE has been reading and writing romance ever since she read her first Mills & Boon at university, so getting to write them for a living is a dream come true! Sophie lives in a little Hertfordshire market town in the UK, with her scientist husband and her incredibly imaginative six-year-old daughter. She writes stories about friends, family and falling in love—usually while drinking too much tea and eating homemade cakes. She also keeps a blog at www.sophiepembroke.com (http://www.sophiepembroke.com).

For Auntie Judy.

Contents

Cover (#u03f01b9a-d902-5377-a506-ee7a8713e35d)

Back Cover Text (#ud3b4f7a4-2e59-58f8-b155-8f3bcd54b5bb)

Introduction (#u4ffb3927-c304-514f-99cb-39e9a6273be8)

Title Page (#u6d56600e-e930-5833-a818-fd9140311726)

About the Author (#u116a3f34-9bef-5ac9-a12c-9fbf1b48a39f)

Dedication (#ue86215f1-4886-5089-80fa-15fea21d86e7)

CHAPTER ONE (#u766ba5aa-28ff-50bc-9ded-8399deab45a8)

CHAPTER TWO (#ue350652b-038a-5957-8bc9-1f95dd8d694d)

CHAPTER THREE (#uf79bd19d-34cc-5988-b96b-b99a7c20c427)

CHAPTER FOUR (#u6a0fcede-e5e2-5d2d-8216-7521c96882b7)

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CHAPTER ONE (#uc129c497-e302-56b1-91ee-4cdb6cb60d8f)

LIAM JENKINS SQUINTED against the low winter sun as he looked up at Thornwood Castle in the distance and tried to imagine it as home.

He failed.

The dark grey of the stone walls, the rise and fall of the crenellations, the brooding shadow it set over the English countryside...none of them were exactly friendly. When he’d dared to dream about the idea of home over the years, he’d pictured himself somewhere warm and bright and welcoming. Somewhere near the beach and rolling surf of his country of birth, Australia. A house he’d designed and built himself, one that was purely his, with no bad memories attached.