The Surgeon's Baby Surprise

She drank in the sight, but slowly the dark-circled eyes, unshaven stubble, and slightly haunted expression registered. It gave her something to cling to.
‘I’m about as good as you look,’ she murmured shakily.
‘That bad, huh?’ His eyes were loaded with regret.
‘Pretty much. I can’t believe I fell asleep. When did Annie go?’
‘You’re exhausted. Annie said you dozed off as soon as our phone call ended and she stayed with you until I got here.’
‘Half an hour?’
‘Twenty-four minutes.’
‘You really were already down here?’ A few more restraints of caution gave way.
‘Outside Annie’s house,’ he confirmed quietly.

‘It’s private.’ Max glared at the young woman. The last thing he wanted to do was rake over the crippling pain he’d been fighting against ever since Evie and Imogen had left.

PULLING THE CAR into the garage, Max leaned back in his seat and rubbed his hand over his neck. It had taken three days of gruelling surgeries, just to keep himself busy, sleeping at the hospital, and stop any wayward thoughts of Evie.