Twins On Her Doorstep. Alison Roberts

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СКАЧАТЬ her first. That he’d taken her home to Ireland that Christmas with the intention of popping the question. Sophie didn’t need to know the sordid details of his family’s betrayal and his subsequent estrangement from them.

      ‘They wanted to have a family straight away,’ he continued. ‘But it wasn’t happening. They spent years trying and having investigations and, in the end, it turned out that it wasn’t going to happen naturally at all. Stella had had major problems with endometriosis and it had apparently affected the quality of her eggs. The only way they were going to have kids was by egg donation.’

      Sophie made an impatient noise. ‘I don’t need the back story,’ she muttered. ‘However touching it is. I want to know why you’re here, with these children, on my doorstep. What you’re expecting me to do?’

      ‘I don’t expect anything.’ Finn closed his eyes.

      He was telling the truth. He didn’t expect anything, especially in the face of the defensiveness that was radiating from this Sophie Bradford. He’d known she would be shocked but he could actually feel the solid barriers she had put up around her. This wasn’t just the last thing she had expected to happen. It was the last thing she had wanted to happen. He wasn’t about to let the future of his nieces be influenced by someone who didn’t even care. It was more than disappointing, however. On some level, it felt as if he already knew this woman. He certainly would have recognised her in the street after the amount of time he had now spent with his nieces. They were gorgeous children. This Sophie Bradford was a gorgeous woman—to outward appearances, anyway…

      The coldness that had seemed bone-deep was ebbing fast. Being replaced by heat. He had the medication he knew he needed but it was in his bag in the car. He couldn’t exactly excuse himself and go to fetch it, could he? He opened his eyes and focused on the woman beside him. This wouldn’t take long. He could tell her what she needed to know and then leave her to think about it. He would go and find the girls and then find somewhere to crash for the night and, if he dosed himself up well enough and got a good night’s sleep, maybe tomorrow would bring more than a new day. Maybe it would bring some kind of solution?

      ‘Okay…’ He kept his voice matter-of-fact. ‘Three weeks ago Sean and Stella were in a car crash. The kids were home with a babysitter. Stella was killed instantly. Sean was badly injured and in a coma. He was put on life support and I was contacted as next of kin. I flew back to find that my role as the closest relative was to give permission to turn off the life support and make his organs available for donation. There was a double funeral for them yesterday.’

      Finn could feel sweat trickling down between his shoulder blades and prickling at his hairline. He rubbed his forehead and wasn’t surprised to feel the alarming heat on his skin. He was sick all right, and getting rapidly sicker. It was getting harder to focus as well.

      ‘Are you all right?’ Sophie’s voice sounded oddly distant.

      ‘I will be. It’s just a bit of a relapse, that’s all. I know how to deal with it. I’m a doctor myself.’

      She was silent. Was his brain playing tricks on him already or did the silence feel judgemental? Maybe she thought he was an alcoholic, perhaps? Or a drug addict, or on death’s doorstep from something like leukaemia?

      ‘Who’s been looking after the children?’

      ‘They were taken into foster care after the accident but I took them back to their own house with the help of a nanny while things got sorted. As their guardian, it was obviously my responsibility to make decisions about their future, along with planning the funerals and everything.’

      There was another silence. What had the question been? Oh, yeah…why was he here?

      ‘It didn’t seem right to hand Ellie and Emma over to Social Services for fostering or adoption when they had a living relative who had no idea what was going on. It’s not that I’m expecting anything… I just thought you had the right to know, that’s all.’

      Sophie’s breath came out in a huff that sounded incredulous. ‘What about you? You’re their guardian. And you’re alive…’ Her tone changed into one of concern. ‘Although you’re not looking that great at the moment. Maybe I should have a look at you…’

      Finn could feel his energy levels dropping alarmingly. He couldn’t even start to feel that disappointment morphing into any kind of resentment that he’d come up against a human brick wall who had no interest in her biological children. All he wanted to do was find a bed and curl up. To take his pills and then ride out the fever and chills until he could surface and think clearly again. But he didn’t have that choice, did he? Somehow, he had to keep going.

      ‘My life is in Australia,’ he told her. ‘I’m single and that’s not about to change. I work in the Outback with the Flying Doctor service and I have a punishing roster. I live on the base, and I can get called out at any time, and there’s no guarantee of when I’ll get back. It’s no place to raise kids.’

      ‘They’re your nieces.’

      ‘I hadn’t even met them until I had to turn off their father’s life support.’

      The silence this time held an edge of shock. Curiosity, too, perhaps, but Finn wasn’t about to tell her anything else. With a huge effort he pushed himself to his feet.

      ‘This was a mistake,’ he said. Was it his imagination or were his words a little slurred? ‘I’m sorry.’

      Why had he thought it was remotely the right thing to do? Because he’d felt guilty? He hadn’t needed Sophie to remind him that he’d broken ethical codes, if not the law, in getting the information he’d needed to track her down.

      What had he thought might happen here? That he’d find a woman who already had her own family but had been altruistic enough to donate eggs to help someone else achieve the bliss of motherhood? That she’d instantly recognise the biological bond and welcome some new additions with open arms?

      The way her mother seemed to have done?

      Finn shook his head. Where had the mother taken the girls? He needed to find them and get out of here. But shaking his head had been a mistake. It triggered a spinning sensation that rapidly escalated. He tried to catch the edge of the desk to steady himself but only succeeded in knocking over the mug of tea that he’d never finished drinking. He watched the puddle of liquid spreading to reach a stack of medical journals as Sophie leapt to her feet.

      ‘Sorry,’ he said again. ‘I’m really sorry.’

      And then he felt her arm go around his waist.

      ‘I don’t believe this,’ he heard her mutter as she looped his arm around her neck. ‘Not again…’

      He was moving now. Towards the bed in the corner of this consulting room. He was being helped up the step and being turned so that he could sit and then lie down. The spinning hadn’t stopped but the pillow felt cool and soft.

      So did Sophie’s hand against his forehead.

      A soft touch, he thought. Nice…

      ‘What’s going on, Finn?’ There was no animosity in her tone now. She had a patient and she was determined to help him. ‘What’s wrong with you?’

      ‘Malaria… Had it once before but this is the first relapse. I’ve СКАЧАТЬ