Gift of a Family

Gift of a Family
Sarah Morgan

When it comes to relationships, E.R. consultant Josh Sullivan is very happily single, and despite the attempts of the beautiful women he dates, he intends to stay that way.Single mom Dr. Kat O'Brien would usually be completely off-limits to him, except he can't get the stunning doctor out of his mind.And he's touched by her devotion to her six-year-old son, Archie, who he discovers is a pretty great kid.Before he knows it, Josh is hooked, but will Kat ever believe he can offer them a future?

When it comes to relationships, E.R. consultant Josh Sullivan is very happily single, and despite the attempts of the beautiful women he dates, he intends to stay that way. Single mom Dr. Kat O’Brien would usually be completely off-limits to him, except he can’t get the stunning doctor out of his mind. And he’s touched by her devotion to her six-year-old son, Archie, who he discovers is a pretty great kid. Before he knows it, Josh is hooked, but will Kat ever believe he can offer them a future?

‘We both know it wouldn’t work.’

His eyes dropped to her mouth and lingered. ‘I think it would work very well—’

‘No, it wouldn’t! I have a child and you—’ She broke off and bit her lip.

‘I what?’ His gaze lifted to hers. ‘I what, Kat?’

She sighed. ‘We have different priorities, Josh, and you have to know enough about me by now to know that I would never do anything that might hurt Archie.’

If she put some distance between them and filled her mind with something else, then she could get herself back under control. She knew she could. As long as she didn’t look at him. As long as he put a shirt on. And maybe he should shave too. There was something wickedly attractive about his roughened jaw.

Thoroughly flustered, she took several steps backwards. ‘I’m not looking for a relationship, Josh.’ She felt breathless and light-headed under his searching gaze.

‘You may not have been looking,’ he murmured, ‘but I have a feeling you might have just found one.’

Gift of a Family

Sarah Morgan

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

Dear Reader (#ulink_d7daf478-eaff-5922-81cc-97d29611a64c)

To have loyal and loving family and friends around you is perhaps the greatest gift of all and who makes a better friend than a brother?

Men don’t always talk about problems in the way that women do, but that doesn’t make the bond any less powerful, and that’s certainly the case with Mac and Josh Sullivan. They work side by side as consultants in a busy accident and emergency department in a rugged part of Cornwall with beautiful beaches and wild seas. Their story starts at Christmas.

Mac, who featured in THE NURSE’S CHRISTMAS WISH, is the older and the more serious of the two Sullivan brothers, and Christmas is always a difficult time of year for him. His life is a mess and Josh decides it’s time to do something about that. So he arranges a present with a difference. Louisa. For one month she’ll sort out Mac’s life. But when Christmas is over, is he really going to let this amazing girl walk out of his life?

For Josh’s story, GIFT OF A FAMILY, the weather warms up and we move into summer. A fun-loving playboy, Josh is very different from his brother. He loves his fast car, his boats and his surfboard and, of course, his women—and there are plenty of them! Why would he want to settle down, have children and risk losing all that? But then his new neighbour arrives, along with her six-year-old boy, and Josh is forced to rethink his whole life.

The great thing about being a writer is that you get to interfere with people’s lives, and I had a lot of fun seeing Mac finally happy and Josh well and truly tamed by a woman and her child. I hope you enjoy their stories.

Happy reading

Love

Sarah

xxxxx

Table of Contents

Cover (#u21467463-6236-5a71-b86c-075572165cf4)

Back Cover Copy (#u7fb2b2cc-b194-5b12-b770-8d2013677e1c)

Title Page (#u4ad24e42-ca52-5805-96c0-704b770bfab5)

Author Note (#u45f2e130-e232-5f3b-90c3-cc6a2225c4d2)

CHAPTER ONE (#u9bb70025-fc84-5bf4-859a-854bdb4c568f)

CHAPTER TWO (#u8f54e938-0356-5afb-b036-5015ae8084a5)

CHAPTER THREE (#u384f6676-0593-5b5e-8f4d-eba4ab1c4eed)

CHAPTER FOUR (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER FIVE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER SIX (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER SEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER EIGHT (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER NINE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TEN (#litres_trial_promo)

Copyright Page (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER ONE (#ulink_dfe23f01-d731-5cae-a0d1-41420aac4c48)

‘JUST look at that girl.’

Josh Sullivan strolled casually along the beach with his brother, his eyes fixed intently on a female surfer, balanced on her board.

His brother shot him an impatient glance. ‘Look where you’re going, will you? You’re worse than the dog and, believe me, that’s saying something.’ He whistled to his dog who bounded happily off into the distance, barking with excitement while Mac watched in exasperation. ‘I swear that dog needs a psychiatrist.’

‘What a babe.’ Josh ignored his brother, his eyes fixed on the girl who was standing steadily on her board as she swept down the waves with effortless ease, arms outstretched, her long hair streaming down her back. Even from the shore he could see her lush curves, clearly outlined by the black wetsuit. And he admired her style. She was good with the board. And she looked amazing.

‘It should be against the law,’ he muttered, stumbling over an elaborate construction that had been left in the sand by an enthusiastic group of children.

This time his brother’s remonstration was stronger. ‘Will you look where you’re going? Some poor kid spent hours building that.’ Mac shook his head and then followed his brother’s gaze with a concerned frown. ‘She shouldn’t be surfing on that part of the beach, anyway. The currents are lethal. Hasn’t she read any of the notices? She should be further over.’

Josh glanced at his brother and wondered if he knew how much he’d changed since he’d married Louisa. ‘She’s good. And the surf is fantastic.’

For a moment he was tempted to sprint back to his house, pick up a board and catch a few waves himself, but then he remembered his plans. After a busy week at the hospital he’d promised his stomach a decent lunch and himself an entire afternoon working on the boat. He looked at the foaming surf and wished there were more hours in the day.

Mac squinted out to sea. ‘There are some pretty young kids out there. What the hell are they playing at?’