Angels In The Snow. Sarah Morgan

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      Marriage, motherhood, maternity—Daniel’s three least favourite topics of conversation. And she should know. They’d had that conversation on numerous memorable occasions. Memorable for all the wrong reasons.

      ‘It’s natural to be concerned about the baby.’ Daniel spoke the words the woman needed to hear, but Stella sensed that part of him was detached.

      ‘Babies are surprisingly resilient,’ she reassured the woman. ‘And we’re going to check him very carefully.’

      Daniel conducted a thorough examination and Stella knew that he’d shut the conversation out of his mind with ruthless efficiency. He was looking for clinical signs that might suggest a problem. He wasn’t thinking about babies or emotion.

      He was palpating Fiona’s abdomen when she gave a little gasp of fright and shifted on the trolley.

      ‘Oh!’ Her eyes widened with panic. ‘I think I’m bleeding. Oh, God, am I losing it? Please don’t say I’m losing the baby.’

      More comfortable with a medical emergency than an emotional one, Daniel was cool and calm as he examined her. ‘Stella—give my brother a call, will you? Tell him I need him down here.’

      Meeting his gaze briefly, Stella moved to the phone and spoke to Switchboard.

      Fiona put her hand over her eyes and started to cry. ‘I can’t believe I’m bleeding. I wish I’d never left the house. We were going Christmas shopping. I know there’s another three weeks to go but I wanted to get it out of the way in case something happens. And now I’ve made it happen.’ Great tearing sobs shook her body and Stella slipped her arm around the woman’s shoulders, trying to imagine how she’d feel in the same position.

      ‘You haven’t made anything happen,’ she soothed. ‘You must try and calm down, for the baby’s sake.’

      ‘If I lose this baby—’

      ‘Fiona.’ Daniel reached for an IV tray, nothing in his voice betraying the fact that he was concerned. ‘I want you to relax and trust me. My brother is one of the best obstetricians in the country and he will take a look at you.’

      ‘One of the best?’ Patrick strode into the room, a mocking gleam in his eyes as he looked at Daniel. ‘I’m not one of the best. I’m the best.’

      Fiona blinked in shock and Stella sighed.

      ‘Yes, they’re twins. Don’t worry, you’re not seeing double. Both of them as arrogant as the other.’

      Fiona gave a feeble smile. ‘Are they as good as they seem to think they are?’

      ‘Fortunately, yes.’ Stella adjusted one of the probes. ‘Or maybe I should say unfortunately. I don’t know. It makes them unbearable to be with, but I suppose it’s good for the patients. Patrick? Do you want to take a look at this CTG trace?’

      ‘I’m looking.’ Patrick stood next to her, studying the trace in silence. ‘All right—so there are a few dips there.’

      Stella looked up and found Daniel glancing between her and Patrick. Then he focused on his brother’s profile, so like his own. His jaw tightened, his blue eyes glittered dangerously and Stella felt a rush of trepidation. He’d obviously registered the fact that Patrick hadn’t been surprised to see her.

      Patrick looked up and met his brother’s accusing gaze.

      They were like a couple of stallions, Stella thought with exasperation, locked in a battle over territory. The interaction lasted less than a few seconds, but the impact was sufficiently powerful to leave her nervous of what was to come.

      Why couldn’t she have fallen in love with someone mild and gentle?

      Pivoting back to the patient, Daniel fastened a tourniquet around Fiona’s arm. ‘I’m just going to put a cannula in your vein, in case we need to give you some fluid. Can you straighten your arm for me?’

      ‘Stella—can I have a pen?’ While Daniel set up an IV, Patrick was examining the woman’s abdomen. ‘I want to mark the height of her uterus.’

      Stella swiftly provided him with a pen, wishing she’d never accepted Patrick’s offer of accommodation. It was going to cause problems, just as she’d feared. She should have stayed somewhere else.

      Then she frowned, cross with herself. The stable was lovely. And she could live anywhere she chose to live. It was none of Daniel’s business.

      And if it was difficult for him—well, tough.

       He didn’t care, did he?

      ‘Why are you drawing on me?’ Fiona looked at Patrick anxiously and he slipped the pen into his pocket.

      ‘You’ve had some blood loss. It’s possible for some of the blood loss to be concealed, trapped behind the uterus. I want to make sure your uterus isn’t bigger than it should be. Dan, is there anything else I should know about? Any neck injury? Spine?’

      ‘No.’

      ‘Then I want her nursed in the left lateral position.’

      ‘Fine. I’m nearly done here.’ Daniel filled the necessary bottles and dropped them on the tray.

      Stella stepped forward and helped him connect the IV, the casual brush of his arm against hers sending a shower of sparks over her.

      And he noticed her reaction.

      His eyes shifted to her face. As a doctor, he was trained to detect changes in the human body and he was a man who knew women. A man who knew her.

      ‘Everything all right?’

      ‘Everything is fine,’ she said sweetly, wishing he wasn’t quite so astute. Nothing passed him by. Nothing. And as much as she’d hoped that working together would be smooth and easy, it was turning out to be anything but.

      Focusing on the pain that went alongside loving Daniel Buchannan, Stella murmured words of comfort to Fiona and helped her turn on her side.

      ‘Why do I have to lie like this?’

      ‘Because lying flat on your back puts pressure on one of your major blood vessels and that’s not good for the baby.’ Patrick checked the baby’s heart rate. ‘That’s better. Thanks, Stella. That’s great.’

      Daniel shot him a look. ‘It’s good to have Stella back, isn’t it?’ There was an edge to his tone that wasn’t lost on his brother.

      ‘Definitely.’ Playing with fire, Patrick smiled. ‘I was so pleased when she called me to talk through her plans.’

      Stella threw him an incredulous glance. What was he doing? He appeared to be asking for a black eye for Christmas.

      ‘You didn’t mention it.’ Daniel adjusted the IV. ‘It must have slipped your mind.’

      ‘Nothing slips my mind. I just didn’t СКАЧАТЬ