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  Her three-year-old secret...

  ...is about to be revealed!

  Between her job with Queen Victoria’s Air Ambulance and raising her three-year-old daughter, midwife Chloe Larson’s too busy to find love. Only maybe love has found her... Xander Jameson—the gorgeous Australian doctor she had a fling with and who disappeared without a trace—has joined her team! The attraction is definitely still there. But first, Chloe must tell Xander he’s a father.

  London Hospital Midwives

  Delivering miracles and meeting their match!

  In Queen Victoria Hospital’s maternity wing, midwives and friends Esther, Carly, Chloe and Izzy deliver miracles every day—but haven’t found their own happily-ever-afters!

  All that’s about to change when some unexpected arrivals of the tall, dedicated and handsome kind shake up the maternity ward and the lives—and hearts—of these amazing midwives!

  Cinderella and the Surgeon by Scarlet Wilson

  Miracle Baby for the Midwife by Tina Beckett

  Reunited by Their Secret Daughter by Emily Forbes

  A Fling to Steal Her Heart by Sue MacKay

  All available now!

  Dear Reader,

  Writing is often a fairly solitary pursuit. While I have fabulous editorial support, the editors are in another hemisphere, and it’s not possible to chat about my books face-to-face. So I really embrace the chance to write as part of a team on occasion.

  This book is one of four in the London Hospital Midwives quartet. I did enjoy the process even if we still weren’t able to get together as we are scattered around the globe—Scotland, the USA, Australia and New Zealand! You might see a bit of that international flavor reflected in our stories.

  If you haven’t read all four books, look out for them:

  Book 1: Cinderella and the Surgeon by Scarlet Wilson

  Book 2: Miracle Baby for the Midwife by Tina Beckett

  Book 4: A Fling to Steal Her Heart by Sue MacKay

  I’d love to hear from you if you’ve enjoyed this story or any of my others. You can visit my website, emily-forbesauthor.com, or drop me a line at [email protected].

  Emily

  Reunited by Their Secret Daughter

  Emily Forbes

  Emily Forbes is an award-winning author of Harlequin Medical Romance novels. She has written over twenty-five books and has twice been a finalist in the Australian Romantic Book of the Year Award, which she won in 2013 for her novel Sydney Harbor Hospital: Bella’s Wishlist. You can get in touch with Emily at [email protected], or visit her website at emily-forbesauthor.com.

  Books by Emily Forbes

  Harlequin Medical Romance

  Nurses in the City

  Reunited with Her Brooding Surgeon

  The Christmas Swap

  Waking Up to Dr. Gorgeous

  Tempted & Tamed

  A Doctor by Day...

  Tamed by the Renegade

  A Mother to Make a Family

  One Night That Changed Her Life

  Falling for His Best Friend

  Rescued by the Single Dad

  Taming Her Hollywood Playboy

  Visit the Author Profile page at Harlequin.com for more titles.

  For Scarlet, Tina and Sue, my fellow London Hospital Midwives authors. What a team. We did it!

  Love,

  Emily

  Praise for Emily Forbes

  “Ms. Forbes has delivered a delightful read in this book where emotions run high because of everything this couple go through on their journey to happy ever after...and where the chemistry between this couple was strong; the romance was delightful and had me loving these two together.”

  —Harlequin Junkie on Rescued by the Single Dad

  Contents

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

  CHAPTER SIX

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  CHAPTER NINE

  CHAPTER TEN

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  EPILOGUE

  EXCERPT FROM A FLING TO STEAL HER HEART BY SUE MACKAY

  CHAPTER ONE

  ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR LILY! Happy Birthday to you!’

  Chloe Larson blinked back tears as Lily blew out the candles on her birthday cake. She couldn’t believe she had a three-year-old daughter.

  She pulled the candles from the cake and picked up the knife. ‘Shall I help you cut it up?’ she asked.

  ‘I want Granny to help me,’ Lily said.

  Chloe tried not to be hurt. Ever since Chloe had found out she was pregnant at the age of twenty-four and had chosen to be a single mother, her own mother had been supportive. Chloe knew she couldn’t have raised Lily without her help, and she tried not to mind when Lily turned to Susan as easily as she turned to Chloe, but sometimes she wished that life had been different.

  She held back a sigh as she passed the knife to her mum. There was no point in wishing for something that wasn’t to be.

  ‘Make a wish, Lily,’ Susan said as she guided her granddaughter’s hand to slice through the rainbow cake.

  ‘Don’t touch the bottom, Lil,’ Chloe’s brother Tom prompted.

  Lily carefully lifted pieces of cake onto pink paper plates. ‘Uncle Tom gets one first,’ she said as she handed cake to her guests. ‘When will Uncle Guy get here?’

  ‘You saw him this morning, Lil. He’s working tonight. We’ll have to save him a piece.’

  ‘Can you take me for another ride now, Uncle Tom?’ Lily asked as she put a final piece of cake aside for Guy.

  Chloe’s brothers had given Lily a pink bike, with streamers dangling from the handles and a set of stabilisers on the back, for her birthday and Lily had spent most of the day riding up and down the driveway with Tom close behind.

  ‘Sure.’

  At twenty-one, Tom had plenty of energy, despite his job as a paramedic, and he doted on Lily as all Chloe’s family did. Chloe knew how lucky she was. People said it took a village to raise a child, and Chloe was grateful to her mother and brothers for their support. And to her girlfriends. She had a lot to be thankful for.

  ‘Come and watch me, Granny.’

  Lily skipped outside followed by Tom and Susan, leaving Chloe inside with two of her best friends.

  ‘Okay, who will join me in a glass of wine or a G&T? Esther?’

  ‘Wine, please,’ Esther replied as Carly, who was in the early stages of pregnancy, said, ‘No wine for me, but I wouldn’t say no to another piece of cake.’

  ‘What would you wish for, Chloe, if it was your birthday?’ Esther asked her when she returned with the wine and Carly cut more cake. ‘How about your own happily ever after?’

  Chloe looked sideways at Esther. The three women had been friends since they’d undertaken their midwifery training at the Queen Victoria together, and along with Isabella, who was currently overseas, the four of them had formed a tight-knit unit and sometimes Chloe was sure they could read each other’s minds. But surely Esther wouldn’t have guessed that Chloe was wishing for a different life?

  ‘I’m already happy,’ Chloe replied. She always insisted that she was happy with her life. She’d made a choice and she didn’t regret it, even if it hadn’t always been easy.

  ‘How about satisfied, then? Couldn’t you do with a white knight to come riding into your world?’

  That was the trouble now
that Carly and Esther had each found their perfect match and were deeply in love—they were both soon to be married and wanted everyone else to have their own happily ever after. But serious relationships were not for her; in her experience they only led to heartache. She’d be happy for Esther and Carly—she was happy for them—and she’d be a supportive friend, but she wouldn’t make the mistake of believing she could have her own happily ever after again. She’d been in love once before and it hadn’t ended the way she’d hoped.

  ‘I’m fine,’ she insisted.

  Her life was busy and she was rarely alone even if she was sometimes lonely. Her days were spent either at work in Accident and Emergency at the Queen Victoria Hospital where she was surrounded by patients and colleagues or at home with her daughter. Home was her childhood house where Chloe’s youngest brother, Tom, and her mother also lived. Chloe had never moved out, although that had been her intention. She’d finished school and stayed home while she completed her nursing and then midwifery training but her unexpected pregnancy had derailed her plans and here she was, three years later, still living in her mother’s house.

  It sounded depressing, it sounded as if she hadn’t achieved a great deal, but she paid rent and her share of the bills. She was a flatmate in a sense, not a free boarder. Plus she had a good relationship with her mother and Lily benefited from having family around—she loved her granny and her uncles. The arrangement suited everyone and Chloe was happy enough. She couldn’t deny that sometimes she wished for companionship, and yes, sometimes she wished for more sex too, but she didn’t believe in one-night stands and she didn’t believe in people’s ability to maintain long-term monogamous relationships so she was caught between a rock and a hard place. It would take someone pretty special to make her believe in happily ever after again. She thought she might have missed her chance at finding her ‘one.’

  ‘How long since you’ve been on a date?’ Esther asked.

  ‘It’s been a while,’ she admitted.

  ‘Can you be more specific?’ Carly asked with a smile.

  ‘November.’

  ‘November! It’s already March!’

  ‘I know. But everyone is busy over Christmas and then, in the middle of winter, I can’t be bothered going out.’

  ‘Maybe you should try online dating,’ Carly suggested. ‘At least that way you can start the process from home. You can peruse the menu in your pyjamas, so to speak.’

  But Chloe had heard too many bad stories about online dating. She wanted to feel that spark of attraction from seeing someone in the flesh. She knew that existed. It had happened to her before. She didn’t want to flick through online sites judging people on their photoshopped looks or their fabricated profiles and she certainly didn’t want people judging her anonymously. She shook her head.

  ‘You should think about it, Chlo,’ Esther said. ‘I’d love you to bring a date to my wedding.’

  Esther had told her on numerous occasions she was welcome to bring a guest but Chloe couldn’t imagine where she’d find someone she wanted to be her ‘plus one.’

  ‘I could ask Harry if he knows anyone or maybe you’ll meet someone at the wedding,’ Esther said before turning to Carly. ‘Or maybe Adem has some nice single friends?’

  Chloe’s blood ran cold at the idea of being paraded around to all the single men. ‘I know you mean well, but I’m okay on my own. Really.’

  Esther and Carly both looked a little sheepish. ‘Sorry. You know we love you and we just want you to be happy.’

  ‘I am,’ she insisted again. ‘Don’t say anything to Harry or Adem on my behalf but I’ll let you know if I change my mind about a date. Okay?’

  Maybe she should take a date with her, even if it was just someone to provide a shield, some protection, if necessary. But she had no idea where she would find such a person.

  * * *

  Chloe put Lily’s favourite bedtime story book down and wriggled carefully out of her daughter’s bed, trying not to disturb her. She pulled the covers up and took a moment to watch her sleeping.

  Lily was the spitting image of her at the same age. Her riot of strawberry blond curls fanned across the pillow framing her round face. A scattering of freckles ran over her nose, little dark spots on her pale skin. She had one arm thrown up beside her head and Chloe knew there was a graze on her bony elbow and another one on her knee. She reached out and touched one of Lily’s curls. Chloe had always hated her own hair, especially as a teenager, and the minute she could afford to she had bought a straightening iron and had dyed her hair blond, but now she loved her daughter’s strawberry curls. Chloe still dyed her hair, although she had given up straightening it except on occasion. Straightening her hair took time and that was a luxury she didn’t have much of any more.

  The only differing feature between her and her daughter at the age of three was the colour of their eyes. Chloe’s were dark brown, Lily’s were grey, and in Chloe’s opinion Lily’s were far more striking especially in contrast to her pale auburn curls.

  She searched her daughter’s face looking for any resemblance to the man who had fathered her. She liked to think there was something of him in Lily but as more time passed it was becoming harder to remember all the little details. Lily definitely had her father’s grey eyes but she couldn’t see those while Lily slept. She wondered if Lily ever wished that her father was around. Was something missing in her life? She seemed happy enough and she had good male role models but was that the same thing?

  Chloe knew it wasn’t. Chloe and her younger brothers had been raised by their mother after their father had died when Chloe was seven. Chloe loved her mum and she knew she’d done a brilliant job raising three kids on her own but that had never stopped Chloe from missing her father. Lily had never met her father; maybe that would be enough to stem those feelings of loss, but Chloe doubted it. It might not matter to Lily now but what about when she got older?

  She wondered for the thousandth time what had happened to Lily’s father. To Xander.

  To the man who had captured her heart in the Australian outback four years ago.

  He had looked like a blond Nordic god and she’d known from the moment she’d met him that he was damaged, wounded, but he was gorgeous, irresistible, and she’d been certain she could handle him. She’d been on a study exchange with the Australian flying doctor service and hadn’t been looking for anything more than a holiday romance.

  Initially everything had been fine. Manageable. On paper, their affair looked perfect. She was young and footloose and Xander had just been through an acrimonious divorce. Neither of them had been looking for anything serious and they’d both been happy to have a light-hearted liaison, something to satisfy their mutual physical attraction and desires. Their time together had lasted less than four weeks. That was all the time she had left in Australia. It was enough time to have some fun but not long enough for heartache.

  At the end of the month she hadn’t been ready to leave but she figured she’d forget about him in time. A holiday romance wasn’t meant to be for ever. She missed him but she figured she’d get over it.

  She would focus on her career, on getting a contract with the Air Ambulance Service, and Xander Jameson would become part of her past. A memory to take out and relive from time to time.

  But she hadn’t expected the emptiness that gnawed away at her. The ache that felt like a lump of lead in her chest. She’d never fully given her heart to anyone—in her experience men had a wandering eye and had trouble staying faithful, and she protected her heart zealously, careful not to give it away—but Xander had caught her by surprise.

  She certainly hadn’t planned to fall in love. In her experience love didn’t last. Her parents’ marriage had crumbled under the weight of her father’s infidelity and Chloe’s one semi-serious relationship at the age of twenty-one had suffered the same fate. In her experience falling in love only led t
o heartache. But that didn’t stop it from happening to her.

  She hadn’t counted on meeting Xander.

  And she hadn’t counted on falling pregnant.

  She had been back in London for a month before she realised. At least that situation explained her unexpected feelings. She wasn’t in love, she told herself, just overwhelmed by a flood of hormones.

  She tried to contact Xander—she knew it was the right thing to do—but he’d disappeared.

  She’d wanted to find him; despite her strong views on serious relationships and their longevity she let herself get carried away with a fantasy, creating all sorts of happily ever afters in her mind, and part of her hoped for a miraculous happy ending even though she knew there were no such guarantees.

  She only realised when she was trying unsuccessfully to find him how little she really knew about him. They hadn’t spent much time talking about anything important. She knew he’d grown up in Adelaide in South Australia but he had no social media identity and his work colleagues had either been unable or unwilling to give her any useful information. Her letters had been returned to sender, unopened. He seemed to have disappeared off the face of the earth.

  But she had never stopped wondering if her life would have been different if she’d found him.

  Would he have wanted to make them a family?

  He had told her his marriage had ended because his wife had wanted children and, although he’d never voiced the words, Chloe took that to mean that he didn’t.

  She’d been relieved in a way not to find him. What would he think of Lily? She was glad she hadn’t had to find out. The decisions about her pregnancy were hers alone to make and her dreams of a happily ever after remained just dreams.

  Once Lily was born she’d had no time to continue her search and she’d doused the flames of her dreams and focused on the job of raising her daughter. But she’d never forgotten him.

  She sighed.