Perhaps, the relief of knowing that St Just was out of surgery, and more importantly, that he was not going to leave them, added to their excitement.

They made it to the bed for O’Grady was adamant, scooping her up in his arms and wrapping her in a towel as he carried her to the bed.

“My child will not be manhandled, I refuse to fck his mother in the shower cubicle,” he grunted as he laid her down on the bed carefully.

Bianca pouted crossly, reaching up to grab his ...