The Baby of Their Dreams (Contemporary Medical Romance) by Carol Marinelli Read Free Book Online

breasts and she remembered his mouth there and suddenly she wanted him all over again.
    She put on her lilac dress and went downstairs and took her seat in a talk she had been very much looking forward to.
    But how did you concentrate on extracorporeal membrane oxygenation? Cat thought. Dominic was off doing whatever he was doing but he might as well have been sitting next to her because that’s where her thoughts were.
    She felt the buzz of her phone in her bag and she sneakily pulled it out.
    Of course it couldn’t be him, suggesting they sneak away, she reminded herself.
    He didn’t even know her number.
    It just felt as if he should.
    Instead, it was Gemma.
    Are you okay?
    Yes, but your dress isn’t,
Cat was tempted to reply. She thought of the tear he had made in it last night and the grass stains today.
    She just hoped they had another one at Gatwick.
    All good, Cat answered without thought, and then she guiltily fired another text.
    It seems wrong to say that today.
    She smiled when Gemma replied.
    You awful person. Go to your room and be miserable this very minute. xxx
    No, Cat didn’t want to go to her room and cry away the day.
    She closed her eyes.
    She flew at seven and it seemed far, far too soon.
    He wasn’t around at lunchtime and thankfully Gordon was telling his story to someone else. There was a sag of disappointment in Cat, though, as she lined up for lunch, for the few remaining hours they were missing out on.
    Still, there was always something to smile about and smile she did when she saw a lovely full silver platter of delectable paella and she held out her plate to the waiter.
    ‘My room, now...’
    She hadn’t even heard him come up behind her and the low whisper in her ear was like an audible hallucination.
    ‘I’m not going to get my paella, am I?’ she said, but he’d gone.
    No, she wasn’t going to get her paella.
    Two minutes later, with only sixteen minutes to spare before the afternoon session started, she was kneeling on the floor, hands splayed on his bed as he took her from behind.
    He wasn’t a considerate lover, just a very, very good one.
    If they’d had time, Cat would have turned her head to tell him that usually she wouldn’t...
    Wouldn’t what?
    She did turn, though, and she saw his look of intense concentration, felt his fingers on her clitoris, urging her to come, and then she didn’t even bother thinking. She just closed her eyes to the pleasure of being taken.
    Her head was on her forearm and he was pounding her from behind and, Cat thought as she started to come, it was blissful to be that woman, even if just for a little while.
    His.
    * * *
    They skipped the afternoon sessions.
    Like bunking off school, they took his car again and drove for half an hour to a beach and sat there, eating ice cream and then rubbing suntan lotion into each other with sticky hands.
    And on one of the saddest days in her calendar year she found bliss.
    ‘So your parents are both doctors?’ Dominic said as they lay on towels and stared at each other, and she nodded.
    ‘Were they high achievers?’
    ‘God, yes. They still are. It’s easier to ring their secretaries to schedule lunch than try to do it myself.’
    ‘You are joking?’ he checked.
    ‘Half.’ She smiled. ‘What about yours?’
    He seemed to think before answering.
    He was.
    They really hadn’t spoken about anything other than themselves but it felt quite normal to have her ask.
    ‘I don’t really know where to start,’ he admitted. ‘Well, my mother never worked. Her sole job was to look beautiful for my father. He was an arrogant bastard. Growing up, I hardly ever saw him—he worked on the stock market and would bring his stress home, worrying about the yen or the pound dropping a quarter of a percentage point.’ Her eyes were so patient, Dominic thought. She didn’t ask questions; she just lay there, staring.
    Because she loved his voice.
    Because anything he said she wanted to hear.
    ‘Anyway, then he