The Emergency Doctor's Chosen Wife

Molly Evans

She stroked his face with her hand. “Thank you.”

“What for?” He pressed a kiss to her palm.

“Being there for me. I’m not good at needing anyone, or asking for help,” Gina said. “But I wanted to thank you.”

“You’re welcome. I know you’re very strong, and totally self-reliant, but sometimes we all need to lean on someone.” A stray tear escaped from her eye, and he wiped it away with his thumb. “I’m here if you need to lean on me. My shoulders can take it.”

Molly Evans has worked as a nurse from the age of nineteen. She’s worked in small rural hospitals, the Indian Health Service, and large research facilities all over the United States. After spending eight years as a Traveling Nurse, she settled down to write in her favourite place—Albuquerque, New Mexico. Within days she met her husband, and has been there ever since. With twenty-two years of nursing experience, she’s got a lot of material to use in her writing. She lives in the high desert with her family, three chameleons, two dogs, and has a passion for quilting in whatever spare time she has. Visit Molly at: www.mollyevans.com

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THE EMERGENCY DOCTOR’S CHOSEN WIFE

BY

MOLLY EVANS

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CHAPTER ONE

Hidden Valley, Virginia, U.S.A.

NURSE GINA RIDDLES stood in the parking lot and looked up at the hospital she had hoped never to enter again. Although necessary, returning here wasn’t on her list of fun-filled things to do this summer. Being a travel nurse had been her dream, and she was living it. Over the last few years she’d been there and done it all. Trauma, open-heart surgery, research facilities and cutting-edge university hospitals. She’d worked in many cities and states, traveling as she’d never have been able to if working a permanent job. Travel nursing afforded her the opportunity to visit exotic places and still make a decent living. Coming back here brought her dreams to a screeching halt.

She had hoped she’d be in and out of her home town in a week but unfortunately settling her father’s estate hadn’t been as simple as she’d hoped. There was so much more involved than packing up his clothing and calling in a maid service.

The honk of a car horn distracted her, and she realized she was in the middle of the parking lot. She moved out of the way and took another look. A sleek, silver, late- model Porsche purred just feet away from her. The driver inched the car forward and zipped down the window.

“Hello. May I help you?”

Gina gulped and felt the thrill all the way to her toenails. Sitting there was the most fabulous-looking man she’d ever seen. Even from behind his designer sunglasses she could see the most piercing blue eyes that cut right through her. The man was gorgeous. Gina’s tongue suddenly felt heavy and dry. She doubted she could carry on a conversation and hoped he didn’t ask her anything too complicated. Wow. There had been no doctors like this when she had been here six years ago. Certainly none with wavy dark hair with tips kissed by the sun, darkly tanned and fit, like him.

“Are you lost?” he asked, and turned the car into a designated physician spot.

“No. I’m in the right place.” His soft, smoky voice almost made her want to follow him around just to hear him speak again. Making a fool of herself the second she arrived at her new job was not the impression she wanted to make. She was a professional. Really. “Unfolded himself” was the only way to describe how he exited the shiny new car. With a leather briefcase in one hand and a white lab coat in the other, he looked down at her as if waiting for something. With one glance she knew he was someone important. He had that made-from-money look about him. The way he carried himself, the cut of his suit. Everything about him, even the exotic spicy fragrance that drifted on the morning air, whispered Money. He removed his sunglasses, a