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and even more, unwanted. She tightened her jaw and
curbed her irritation. She didn’t say things like that just for the
sake of it, but what would he know? He didn’t know anything about
her and was unlikely ever to find out, either. After his sister was
discharged, she’d never see him again. The thought was a little
disappointing.
    “Can I go to her now?” he asked, breaking
into her musings. His voice held more than a hint of
impatience.
    “Of course, but if you don’t mind, I’d like
to have a moment alone with her to let her know you’re here. I’m
guessing your visit will be as much a surprise for her as the news
about her was for you.”
    He compressed his lips, but gave her a brief
nod of understanding—appreciative and almost friendly. She brushed
past him on her way out the door. A whisper of his expensive
cologne tickled her nose and she deliberately refused to think
about how nice it smelled.
    She couldn’t help but wonder how he felt
about adoption in general, but it was obvious his relationship with
his adoptive parents was less than amicable. Given her past, it
would be beyond unwise to fall for a man who appeared to have
issues with at least part of the adoption process. He might be
good-looking, and smell nice, but she didn’t need a complication
like Cameron Dawson in her life, no matter how tempting.
    Pushing the unsettling thoughts aside,
Georgie strode across the polished linoleum floor until she reached
the end of the ward. She eased open the curtain, calling out softly
to the young girl who remained curled up in the bed.
    “Cynthia? How are you doing?”
    The girl rolled over and stared at her.
Georgie was relieved to see the majority of Cynthia’s tears had
subsided. Red, swollen eyes and the occasional sniffle were the
only reminders of her recent distress.
    “You have a visitor, someone who’d like to
see you,” Georgie said.
    Cynthia frowned and Georgie could tell the
teen was trying to process Georgie’s words. “A visitor? For
me?”
    “Yes. You mentioned yesterday afternoon you
had a brother. I made a call and managed to track him down. He’s
waiting outside. He’d like to see you.”
    Cynthia’s eyes went wide with disbelief.
Hope and fear warred on her face. “You found Cameron? He’s here ? At the hospital?”
    “Yes.”
    “Does he know about…Josephine?”
    “Yes.”
    The girl closed her eyes and fresh tears
welled up beneath her lids and slid slowly down her cheeks. She
lifted a hand and brushed them away and then opened her eyes again.
She looked at Georgie and most of the fear had gone. Instead, her
expression was filled with hope.
    “Would you like to see your brother,
Cynthia?” Georgie asked quietly.
    “Yes! Yes! Oh, my goodness! Yes !
Please, ask him to come in.”
    Georgie opened the curtain and beckoned to
Cameron who stood waiting a short distance away. No doubt he’d
heard their conversation through the thin fabric. He muttered a few
cursory words of thanks and pushed past her. Georgie moved out of
the way and closed the curtains after him.
    “Cam, oh, Cam! I can’t believe it’s you! Oh,
my goodness! You’re so huge! I barely recognize you!”
    “How are you, little sis? It’s so good to
see you, all grown up! I’ve missed you so much!”
    Their voices were filled with laughter and
tears and most of all, love. Georgie sighed quietly in relief and
walked away with a much lighter heart. With time to heal and the
love and support of her brother, Cynthia would be fine. For that,
Georgie couldn’t help but be grateful.

CHAPTER
FOUR
     
    Cameron helped his little sister into the
passenger seat of his second-hand, silver Audi R8 Coupe and closed
the door behind her. His head spun with a million frantic thoughts. What the hell was he supposed to do now?
    After her initial joy at reuniting with him,
Cynthia had slumped into a daze of sullenness and depression. Each
question he threw at her received monosyllabic answers and he was
fast running out