checks. ‘That’s absolutely fine, Rhiannon. Your uterus is in the right place and the fluid around the baby is exactly as it should be.’
‘Could my uterus slip back again?’ she asked.
He shook his head. ‘Not now. And you should find that you won’t have a problem going to the loo. I want to keep you in overnight, and if anything feels different or you’re worried about anything, ask me or one of the midwives.’
‘Thank you.’
‘That’s what I’m here for. Now, I want you to drink plenty. And I’d also advise eating half a dozen dried apricots every day—they’re a good source of iron, and they’ll also help you avoid constipation.’ He switched off the scanner. ‘Dr Powell will be looking after you, and I’m sure she’ll be able to answer any questions you have.’ He nodded at Judith without looking her in the eye. ‘Thanks for your help, Dr Powell.’
He didn’t wait to hear her reply. If she even made one.
‘He’s lovely,’ Rhiannon said to Judith when Kieran had left the room.
‘Mmm.’ A two-timing low-life, more like—just like the last man she’d dated. The man she’d met on a training course, the one who’d claimed that the woman who’d phoned him was a friend.
It had taken Jude three months to find out the truth. That he was married.
And now it was happening all over again with Kieran.
Not that Judith was going to shatter Rhiannon’s illusions. As a doctor, Kieran Bailey was fine. As a man, definitely not.
It was just a shame she couldn’t get him out of her head.
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