The Baby Issue. Jennifer TaylorЧитать онлайн книгу.
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“No woman will ever be loved as I am going to love you.”
He carried her to the bed and laid her down on it, his expression saying all that needed to be said as he looked at her for a long moment.
Anna took hold of his hand and placed it on her stomach, pressing it gently into the swollen hardness. “Love me, Ben,” she whispered. “Please.”
It was all the invitation he required.
Anna closed her eyes as passion claimed her, letting her heart have its way and her head be silenced. Maybe this was wrong and she would regret it, but she couldn’t bear to stop what was happening. She couldn’t bear to deny herself this time in Ben’s arms even if it was a mistake!
The Baby Issue focuses on a topic that arouses strong emotions in a lot of people: surrogacy.
As I researched the background for this story, I was in contact with several women who had been childless until a member of their immediate families had offered to be a surrogate for them. Their tales were inspirational, and I am indebted to them for sharing their experiences with me.
I hope that you will read this book with an open mind and heart, and feel as I did that my heroine, Anna, made the right decision when she offered to have a baby for her sister. It seemed only right that she should find the perfect man in Ben Cole to share her life with after all the heartache she had been through. There is nothing better than a happy ending!
My very best wishes to you all,
The Baby Issue
Jennifer Taylor
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CONTENTS
THE taxi had dropped her off outside the surgery. Anna Clemence took a deep breath as it drove away.
She was on her own now.
She had made her decision and there was no going back on it. She owed it to Jo to do the very best she could.
A shadow darkened her grey eyes as she thought about her sister. It was a month since Jo had died yet she still found it hard to believe that she would never see her again. Jo had always been there for her in the past but now she had to stand on her own two feet. There would be no one to turn to in the coming months, no one to offer emotional or financial support. She only had herself to rely on from now on.
Anna picked up her suitcase then pushed open the surgery door. Dr Adam Knight, the senior partner at the practice, had explained that he couldn’t be there to meet her that morning. However, he had assured her that his colleague, Benedict Cole, was expecting her. Now, as she joined the queue in front of the reception desk, Anna couldn’t help hoping that she wouldn’t have to wait long to see Dr Cole. She had been up since five that morning and she was starting to flag.
‘I’m Anna Clemence,’ she began when she reached the desk. However, the middle-aged receptionist didn’t give her time to finish.
‘Oh, you must be the new practice nurse! Ben said that you would be arriving this morning. I’ll just give him a buzz to let him know that you’re here.’
The woman quickly relayed the message then smiled at her. ‘Ben said to tell you that he’ll be free in a few minutes, so why don’t you take your case through to the staffroom and wait in there? It’s been like a madhouse in here this morning. It’s supposed to be emergencies only on Saturdays so I don’t know where they’ve all come from!’
‘Thanks.’ Anna smiled back, warmed by the older woman’s friendly manner. ‘I’ll do that.’
She made her way through the door at the rear of the waiting room and quickly found the staffroom. Putting down her case, she went to the window and looked out but there wasn’t much to see apart from the car park.
She turned and looked around the room instead, smiling when she saw the mismatched assortment of crockery stacked on the draining board and the extra-large jar of coffee strategically placed next to the kettle. The room was almost a replica of any number of staffrooms at places where she had worked in the past so that she felt instantly at home. Was it a good omen? She hoped so. She needed all the luck she could get at the moment.
‘Hi, there. Sorry you’ve had to wait. I don’t know what’s come over everyone today. Saturdays are never usually this busy!’
Anna looked round as a man appeared. The room was rather dark so