Page 69 of Prognosis Incompatible

Trust her gut.

She walked out to the car park with those words still in her head. The same words Marcus had used. What did her gut say? If she removed what had happened with Tabitha and the baby — what was her gut telling her about Marcus?

She sat in the car for ages, peeling away the layers of her hurt and all the stuff that had muddied the waters between them. Her gut told her — he was the one. She smiled and then she grinned and then she laughed.

Marcus Hunt was the one!

Revving the engine, Madeline accelerated away from the hospital. Her heart was pounding, her mind clearer than it had ever been. She’d been so foolish she just hoped it wasn’t too late.

She was slightly breathless when she banged on Marcus’s door twelve minutes later. She wanted to yell at him to hurry and stood there in an awful panic, hoping that he hadn’t already found someone to replace her.

What if he was having rebound sex right now?

Suddenly she felt ill and was just about to turn and go when the door opened. He looked haggard and unshaven and delicious and any doubts she had vanished.

He was her guy — her life was incomplete without him.

She burst into tears and walked straight into his arms. ‘I’m so sorry,’ she blubbered. ‘I’ve been so stupid.’

Marcus held her tight, his surprise replaced by an overwhelming sense of relief and love. ‘Maddy, oh, thank God, Maddy.’ He snaked his fingers into her glorious loose hair and held her to him as she sobbed.

‘I was foolish and jealous,’ she said, pulling back from his shoulder and wiping the tears away with her hand. ‘I never should have doubted you. I was angry at you and punished you for something that had happened before we met. I’m sorry. Please, forgive me. You’ve pulled me out of this terrible limbo I was in and helped me to live again. And now everything sucks so badly. I don’t want to live another moment without you in my life.’

‘Maddy, Maddy, Maddy,’ he said, cradling her face as he rained kisses all over it. ‘I love you. This last fortnight has been hell. I’m sorry my actions hurt you. I never wanted that to happen. Can you ever forgive me? You do know you’re the only woman for me, right?’

She kissed him then. A long deep kiss that said it better than words ever could. He picked her up and kicked the door shut behind them.

‘I’m never letting you out of my sight again,’ he said when her feet touched down seconds later on his bedroom floor. ‘Let’s get married.’

Madeline laughed, giddy with delight. ‘On one condition.’

‘What,’ he asked kissing down her neck.

‘Let’s not wait ten years to do it.’

‘Ten years?’ He gave her a hard, possessive kiss. ‘I don’t even want to wait ten minutes.’

And they tumbled backwards onto the bed.

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