When Annie Blake discovers a terrible secret, she must decide how far she is willing to go to protect those she loves. Surprisingly, Ian McCann proves to be more help than she ever imagined, but complicates her life even more than it already is. What will happen when the two forge a marriage of convenience? One that defies every Christian belief that Annie holds dear?
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She would sacrifice anything for those she loved…
Annie Blake put her life on hold to care for her mother when she was diagnosed with cancer. She didn’t consider it a sacrifice as much as a labor of love. But then she learns that her father has done something completely out of character, not to mention criminal, in a misguided attempt to save the life of his wife. Annie realizes she will have to give up more than just a job and an apartment this time. To save him from going to prison, she will have to give up her freedom.
His life was going according to plan – until the day she showed up…
The last thing Ian McCann expected was the bombshell the daughter of an employee dropped in his lap at the start of the three-day weekend. She needed help, and plenty of it. She also needed it immediately, and hoped he would be able to help. He knew that he could, he just wasn’t sure he was prepared to give what it would require to fix everything.
It was impossible to hear the many choices the automated voice was offering him over the din Sam was making, so Ian tried pressing the zero. With great relief he heard a real person identify herself as an operator and he demanded to be connected to the emergency room.
“Emergency Room,” another voice said after a brief wait.
“I need to speak to a doctor,” Ian told her.
“I’m sorry but our doctors don’t take telephone calls. If you have an emergency, you need to come in to the-”
“Look, lady! I think the baby has been poisoned! I need to speak with a doctor,” he shouted, further frightening Sam, whose cries increased in volume. Personally, Ian thought he’d reached his zenith a couple of minutes ago, but he’d been wrong.
“Just a moment, sir. I’ll see if we have a nurse available,” came the terse response.
Juggling a tantrum-throwing baby and a telephone required greater skill than Ian possessed. He wanted to smash something when the phone slipped from his grasp. Or was ripped from his grasp when the little monster flung an arm out and caught the coiled cord.