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  It started with just one night...

  But Dr. Matteo Martini is in for a double surprise!

  Paramedic Georgia Bennett has never forgotten the night of no strings she shared with delectable Matteo, but never expected it would lead to the most surprising of consequences. And as he walks toward her at her best friend Kate’s wedding, Georgia knows she has to tell him the truth...

  Rescued Hearts

  Two best friends, healed by love!

  While competing in a high-adrenaline medical competition in Prague, best friends pediatrician Kate and paramedic Georgia never expected their hearts to be in the firing line. But when they compete against the impossibly gorgeous Luke and Matteo, they find themselves on two very special journeys...that will change their lives forever!

  Discover Kate and Luke’s story in

  The Doctor’s Wife for Keeps

  Can college sweethearts Kate and Luke find their way back to each other—forever?

  And read Georgia and Matteo’s story in

  Twin Surprise for the Italian Doc

  Will Georgia reveal to Matteo that that one night had twin consequences?

  Both available now!

  Dear Reader,

  I’ve lived in the world of medicine all my life but my passion for emergency medicine began with one life-changing night when I was invited to go on a “ride-along” with an ambulance crew. I couldn’t wait to start my training and become a part of that world. I loved working on the road and have friendships that will last for the rest of my life.

  In recent years, I worked in the paramedicine department of a university in New Zealand, which kept me in touch with all the drama and fascination of a career where you can be faced with...well, anything at all! The highlight of my time with the department had to be the opportunity to travel to the Czech Republic to support our team who competed in an international emergency response competition.

  Such an amazing experience and, from the first moment we arrived and had to find somewhere to park our ambulance among the dozens of other emergency vehicles, I knew I wanted to share it, one day, by using a version of it as a background for a story or two.

  So, come with me to the Rally Rakovi where my two heroines, Kate and Georgia, will be competing to demonstrate their skills in emergency response. They will also both start their journeys to finding love, but in very different ways.

  Happy reading!

  With love,

  Alison xx

  Twin Surprise

  for the Italian Doc

  Alison Roberts

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  of our adventures in the Czech Republic xx

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  “The emotional connection I had to this story was strong and unique, it squeezed my heart, captured my mind, and will stay with me for a while.”

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  Contents

  PROLOGUE

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

  CHAPTER SIX

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  CHAPTER NINE

  CHAPTER TEN

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  EXCERPT FROM FALLING FOR HIS BEST FRIEND BY EMILY FORBES

  PROLOGUE

  ‘I THINK WE’RE LOST.’

  Georgia Bennett had been enjoying the view of this pretty forest road as they wound their way through the Alps that bordered this part of the Czech Republic. It was her companion Kate’s turn to drive and it was obvious she was a little out of her comfort zone, which was hardly surprising. Georgia was the crazy one in this friendship—the one that took risks and chased adventures.

  And she had every intention of making this one of her most significant adventures ever.

  ‘Whose bright idea was it to enter this international medical rescue competition?’ Kate continued. ‘Oh, yeah...yours...’

  ‘It’s an adventure.’ Georgia threw a reassuring smile in Kate’s direction but reached for the folder that had the maps so she could double check what the satellite navigation device was telling them. ‘Admit it—you’re loving it already.’

  Kate still didn’t sound happy. ‘Road trips always sound more fun than they actually are. It’s a hell of a long way from Scotland to the back of beyond in the Czech Republic. I’ve never even heard of the town we’re trying to find.’

  ‘Rakovi. It’s a ski resort. And this is the biggest competition of its kind in the world. I’ve been hearing about it for years—ever since I became a paramedic.’

  Georgia had tried to get a whole team together from her colleagues and persuade the manager of her rescue base to let them take an ambulance on an epic road trip but, despite her best efforts, it hadn’t panned out. Then she’d heard about the doctor/paramedic combinations that were allowed and that you could compete using a car. All she’d had to do was persuade Kate. Presenting the whole package as a birthday gift—along with a bottle of really good champagne—had done the trick.

  ‘Well, I’ve never heard of it.’

  ‘That’s because you’re a doctor and your lot aren’t as adventurous.’

  ‘Hmm...’ It sounded like Kate had changed her mind. ‘Have we even got out of Poland yet?’

  ‘Ages ago.’ Georgia made her tone as soothing as possible. ‘It’s not far now.’

  ‘We don’t want to be late for registration.’

  ‘Don’t stress. They’ve got a couple of hundred teams from about twenty different countries to process. If we’re a bit late it’ll just mean we don’t have to queue for so long.’

  Kate slowed again to cross a narrow bridge over a tumbling mountain stream. ‘I can’t believe we’re competing in such a huge field.’

  ‘It’s broken up into categories, remember. There’ll be paramedic teams with their ambulances from all over Europe. I can’t wait till the end where everybody drives in convoy around all the local villages with their lights and sirens on. I’ve heard it’s a memorable experience.’ Georgia had come prepared. She had bags of sweets and Scottish-themed toys to throw from the windows for the children that would be lining the edges of the road. It would be such fun to see their faces light up...

  Oh, boy...she had small humans on her mind far
too much at the moment. She needed to focus.

  ‘Then there are the doctors and medical student teams and other combinations,’ she added quickly. ‘I just hope there’s enough like us to give us our own category, otherwise we’ll be competing against teams that have up to four members.’

  ‘I just hope I don’t make an idiot of myself. I’m a paediatrician, Georgie. I work in a nice, safe hospital with any amount of resources and backup. You would have been better to pick an emergency specialist.’

  ‘You do plenty of emergency work. And you’ve lived with me long enough to qualify as an honorary paramedic. You’ve even been out on the road with me a few times. You’ll be brilliant and who cares if we don’t win? We’re here to have fun, remember? To have an adventure and meet lots of new people and...’ Georgia’s grin was decidedly mischievous now. ‘We’re both single and gorgeous. Have you thought about how many men there are going to be at this thing?’

  Men who were presumably reasonably intelligent because they were doctors or medical students or paramedics. Successful enough to want to be competitive. Adventurous enough to take on this kind of challenge.

  Just the kind of man she would choose to be the father of her child.

  Best of all, they would be strangers. From foreign countries. They would never have to know and they would never interfere with her life in the future.

  ‘Georgie...’ Kate sounded shocked. ‘You never give up, do you? You’ve only just got over the last disaster and you’re ready to do it again?’

  The reminder of how gutting the last relationship mess had been was the last thing Georgia wanted to think about. Or maybe it was a good thing because she could feel her resolve strengthening. She was thirty-six now—a year older than Kate—and she didn’t have the time or inclination to jump through any more messy relationship hoops.

  She wanted a baby.

  Not that she was about to confess her master plan, even to her very best friend who’d been her housemate for years. Kate was too proper. She had set ideas about the way things should be in life and wasn’t likely to approve of Georgia’s intentions. A one-off, throw-away comment she had made a while back about a man only being essential for as long as it might take to conceive had been enough to tell her that. Kate had been appalled.

  So she made her tone as offhand as she could. ‘Oh, I have no intention of falling for someone.’ And wasn’t that the truth?

  Inspiration struck. ‘What’s that saying? The best way to get over a man is to get under another one?’

  At least she’d made Kate laugh. That wouldn’t be the case if she’d guessed the truth.

  ‘Casual sex has never appealed to me.’

  ‘Yeah...you’re so old school, Kate. An ultimate romantic.’ This was good. She could divert the attention to Kate’s love life—or lack of it—instead of her own. ‘You really believe that you’re going to see ‘the one’ across a crowded room and it’ll be love at first sight and a happy-ever-after with a few bluebirds fluttering over the carpet of rose petals and—’

  ‘Oh, stop it...’ Kate growled. But she didn’t sound cross. Her tone was more concerned than anything. ‘Just be careful, hon. Okay?’

  ‘Of course.’ Georgia breathed a sigh of relief but that seemed to earn a sharp glance from Kate.

  ‘You have given up on that hare-brained scheme you came up with after that bastard, Rick, walked out, haven’t you?’

  Uh-oh... ‘I have no idea what you’re talking about.’

  ‘Oh, yes, you do. The one where you gave up on men completely and were going to have a baby all by yourself?’

  Georgia pretended to be distracted by the map in her hands. She couldn’t afford to allow Kate to get suspicious. She had the lid firmly in place over her own doubts about what she was planning and it would be too easy to get talked out of it if that lid got lifted.

  She could almost feel that biological clock ticking more loudly than ever. Or was it her heart thumping? Excitement...or trepidation?

  She cleared her throat. ‘Well, obviously I haven’t given up on men completely. And I’m over Rick. He’s ancient history—like all the others.’ Oh, man...she had to change the subject of conversation. Nerves were kicking in and the feeling was not pleasant.

  She told herself to calm down. It was just an option—she didn’t have to follow through with her plan if she wasn’t sure. Maybe she wouldn’t meet anyone suitable. And, even if she did, what were the odds of getting pregnant with a single encounter anyway? She wasn’t even sure that it was the best time of the month, given that her cycle wasn’t that regular.

  There were other reasons to be here. Exciting reasons. And there was no need to continue with any hazardous chatting either. Georgia had seen the perfect distraction.

  ‘Ooh, look...a signpost. We’re only fifteen kilometres away.’

  ‘Halleluiah. The end is in sight.’

  ‘Nah...the beginning is in sight.’ Georgia stretched her arms above her head and gave a whoop. ‘Bring it on.’

  CHAPTER ONE

  YES...

  This was all shaping up to be even better than Georgia could have imagined.

  While she was well aware that she was a part of the growing percentage of women succeeding in demanding careers like paramedicine, there were hundreds and hundreds of people here and it seemed like the majority of them were men.

  The kind of men that had always stood out from the crowd for her. Intelligent, confident men who were caring enough to devote their working lives to caring for others. Born leaders who could wear a uniform like a second skin rather than an advertisement of achievement or authority.

  One of them could be exactly the kind of man she would choose to be the father of her child.

  The sense of unease that touched the back of her neck and rippled down her spine was becoming familiar but Georgia had come up with a way to shrug it off with what seemed a perfectly feasible argument in her defence. She wasn’t the only woman who was prepared to embrace the decision to bring a child into the world without a partner.

  She could have taken what was becoming an accepted route to parenthood by paying for the services of a sperm bank and the initial part of that process would be to peruse the profiles of available candidates. She would be making judgements based on physical attributes like height and colouring. Academic qualifications and profession could indicate levels of intelligence and determination and interests in things like sport or music could offer an insight into attitudes or talents.

  She could well end up doing exactly that but what put her off that route to parenthood was the fact that it would be recorded. Traceable. The risk of that knowledge being used to interfere with her life was probably small enough to be insignificant but Georgia knew only too well how damaging that interference was capable of being. Why take the risk if it was possible to eliminate it completely?

  She had convinced herself that all she was planning to do was to peruse profiles in a much less clinical fashion, by means of personal interaction.

  The thornier issue of consent was more difficult to shrug off, of course, but there wasn’t any point in facing that one unless she found a suitable candidate. Given her list of requirements, it was quite possible that even this best-case scenario of potentially great men wouldn’t provide exactly what she was looking for.

  What with getting through the registration protocol and transferring their luggage to their accommodation, the time since she and Kate had arrived at the rally had been a bit too busy to get more than a very general impression of their fellow competitors but that had just changed. Standing in a crowded dining hall, holding her dinner tray, Georgia found herself joining Kate’s attempt to locate two empty spaces at a table. Except that it was the array of faces capturing her attention instead of any empty chairs. Surprisingly, many of those faces were looking back at them and they didn’t seem to be simply curious
glances that might be assessing competitors. There were smiles to be seen, along with raised eyebrows that suggested friendliness, if not interest.

  Like that very tall guy, with a mop of sun-streaked blond curls and a cheeky grin. The tilt of his head was an unmistakeable invitation to claim the extra space at his table.

  Georgia smiled back.

  ‘There’s some space on that table,’ she told Kate, leading the way. She smiled again as they got closer. ‘Do you mind if we join you guys?’

  ‘Please do.’ He looked delighted. ‘I’m Dave. This is Ken and that’s Sally, who’s stuffing her face there.’

  ‘You’re from Australia, right?’

  ‘No. New Zealand.’ Dave sighed heavily. ‘Everybody thinks our accent is the same but it really isn’t.’ He grinned at Georgia. ‘No mistaking yours. You’re Scottish.’

  ‘I am.’ Georgia took the empty seat right beside Dave.

  New Zealand... It was a country that conjured up images of clean, green forests and pristine beaches—like advertisements for healthy lifestyles. Even better, it was a country on the opposite side of the globe. About as far from Scotland as possible. It was impossible not to register that that fact ticked one of the first boxes on the list of requirements she had drawn up on her potential master plan.

  The plan that had suddenly become rather more than just a half-baked idea, in fact.

  The dumplings on her plate were rather dense and speckled with something green that could be parsley. Dave appeared to be enjoying his meal and Georgia was never fussy with her food so she took a large bite and found that the dumplings were actually better than they looked, especially with a covering of the gravy they were swimming in.

  She glanced sideways as she loaded her fork again. ‘I like your uniforms. Are you paramedics?’

  ‘Yeah...you guys?’

  ‘I’m a paramedic. Kate’s a doctor. Is this your first time here?’

  ‘Sure is. Never seen anything like it.’

  ‘Where are you based at home? City or country?’