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PROLOGUE

'Isn't she the eous baby you've ever seen?'

Vicky cuddled her new niece and hid her grin If anyone had told her a year ago that her middle brother would be cohed— Seb had been the ultimate playboy and had run a hter And it looked as if Chloë Victoria Radley was going to have her daddy wrapped right round her tiny little finger 'Yes, Seb She's lovely'

'And Alyssa and I wondered if you'd do us a favour,' Seb continued

Babysit? Sure—except she couldn't see hih! 'What?' she asked

'Would you be her godmother?'

God children of her own Her older brothers ht be happily married and settled down, but it wasn't for her She didn't have time to be a wife and y, because the glass ceiling was still well and truly there To prove herself, she'd already had to work twice as hard as thesacrifices That meant no serious relationships—and no baby

Though, holding Chloë in her ar in that sweet new-baby smell, for a brief second Vicky wondered if it orth it

Then she banished the doubt Of course it was It hat she'd alanted to be, ever since she'd been tiny To be a senior doctor and really make a difference And she knew she couldn't have it all—so as the point in wondering 'what if ?

'Vic?' Seb looked worried 'Are you all right?'

'I'm fine'

'No, you're not You're working too hard Vic, I know you want to be professor—and I also know you'll make it But don't kill yourself in the process'

'I''

'I could set Alyssa on you Or Sophie Or both'

Vicky smiled 'It won't work, Seb' Her sisters-in-laere both doctors, too—Alyssa worked in eeon 'They know the score'

For a ave a resigned sigh 'All right I'll shut up about that So, will you?'

'What?'

'Be godmother' Seb rolled his eyes 'Hopeless Ask you a question about neurosurgery and you'll talk for hours Ask you about so social'