The Surrogate's Unexpected Miracle

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by Alison Roberts


  Andrew grinned again. That charming smile. “So Lana, would you like to accompany me to the staff meeting?”

  “Of course... Andrew.”

  She’d forgotten about the staff meeting with her father. She was in charge of Ortho and sports medicine, but her father was in charge of all the surgeons at Kahu Kai Hospital in Honolulu. Which was why she couldn’t let another scandal rock her. It was bad enough people thought she was where she was because of who her father was.

  Her father would be pleased with her choice of fiancé, but she doubted very much he would be pleased with the fact that Keaka, Andrew and her were all pulling a fast one on him. They were doing something illegal to keep Andrew in the country.

  And it made her nervous to know that she’d be lying to her father.

  That her father had a hold on her.

  All because she wanted to keep the peace between him and Keaka.

  They were late to the staff meeting. The other surgeons were waiting for them. She could feel her father’s icy-cold stare boring into her as they stumbled in.

  “Ah, Iolana and Andrew, thank you for joining us. You’re fifteen minutes late,” her father said, tapping his watch. “We all have schedules to keep.”

  Iolana opened her mouth to say something, but Andrew stepped in front of her, taking her hand in his.

  “I’m sorry, Dr. Haole, you can lay the blame solely on me.” Then he grinned at her and she had a sinking feeling about what he was going to say next.

  No. Don’t you dare.

  Only he didn’t seem to get her telepathic message.

  “You see, Dr. Haole, I’ve been dating your daughter for some time and we were delayed because I just got down on one knee and asked her to marry me.”

  Iolana plastered a fake smile on her face as the rest of the surgeons in the room, including her father, stared at them with their mouths hanging open. Even David was surprised, but then he smirked in disbelief. Which infuriated her.

  “Iolana, is this true?” her father asked skeptically. And she knew he was thinking about David as well.

  “Yes,” she managed to say without breaking her very wide smile. “Yes. It is. I’m in love with Andrew, but we’ve kept our relationship a secret because of past experiences.” She glared at David, making him uncomfortable because he pulled at his collar.

  Good.

  Andrew slipped his arm around her and pulled her close. “I don’t have to tell you what her answer is. It’s obvious she said yes, and I know there’s no ring yet, Dr. Haole, but there is one coming. I wanted to ask her to marry me at the fund-raising gala at the end of the week, but I just couldn’t wait. I love your daughter so much.”

  “Yes,” Iolana said. “Yes. We’re so in love.”

  “You sound like a robot,” Andrew whispered in her ear, but she ignored him.

  “Well, let me be the first to congratulate you both,” her father said and Iolana watched him cross the room to shake Andrew’s hand, slapping him on the back before turning to her and hugging her. “You two will be Kahu Kai’s power surgical team. This is fantastic news. I’m so happy. Shocked, but very happy.”

  Iolana was still in shock as her other colleagues got up to congratulate them. All she could do was smile as she tried not to telepathically explode Andrew’s head for announcing their farce of a marriage at a staff meeting.

  In one fell swoop her reputation for being a bit of an ice queen had come crashing down.

  And she wasn’t sure how she was going to survive being Andrew’s wife, let alone his fiancée, because she was pretty sure, given the way she felt now, she was going to kill him.

  Andrew winked at her as her father shook his hand again.

  Yep. She was going to kill him.

  Copyright © 2017 by Amy Ruttan

  ISBN-13: 9781488020582

  The Surrogate’s Unexpected Miracle

  Copyright © 2017 by Alison Roberts

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