Four Weddings: A Woman To Belong To / A Wedding in Warragurra / The Surgeon's Chosen Wife / The Playboy Doctor's Marriage Proposal. Fiona Lowe

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      ‘Penny for them.’

      He looked up. Bec was leaning against a veranda post, wearing a thick Aran jumper to ward against the cold Gippsland winter evenings. Jeans clung to her legs, outlining their delicious curves, and she’d snagged her hair back in a ponytail. She looked fresh, vibrant and incredibly sexy. It was hard to believe she’d given birth to their gorgeous black-haired baby girl only six weeks previously.

      He stepped up to her, leaning in close, pinning her gently to the post. He nuzzled her neck, trailing kisses along her jaw until he captured her mouth with his. ‘Mmm, you taste of sugar and spice.’

      ‘I licked the mixing bowl. Your mum made cinnamon biscuits.’ She wrapped her arms around his waist. ‘What were you thinking about?’

      ‘Minh’s enthusiasm for the new puppies reminded me of myself at much the same age. I can still feel my small hand inside Dad’s bigger one.’ He sighed at the memory.

      ‘Do you want to stay longer?’ Questioning violet eyes full of love, scanned his face.

      ‘Yes and no. It’s always hard to leave, but that’s part of belonging to two countries, isn’t it?’ He rested his chin on her hair, breathing in her apple scent. ‘It’s time to introduce Lily to her other home.’

      Bec nodded. ‘Your mum’s going to come to Hanoi for Christmas and stay a couple of months. She says babies grow so quickly and change so fast that she can’t bear to miss an entire year.’ She stroked his jaw. ‘Your parents are the best grandparents any kid could hope for.’

      ‘They are. I’m thinking next year we might take six months out and work from the Melbourne office. Spend a bit more time down here.’ He laughed. ‘Give the grandparents so much exposure to the kids they’ll be putting us on the plane to Vietnam.’