A Doctor By Day...

A Doctor By Day...
Emily Forbes

TEMPTED & TAMED

… by two red-hot men!

Meeting the hottest guys in town changes the lives of sisters Scarlett and Ruby Anderson for ever!

When sensible Scarlett is tempted by sinfully sexy Jake—a doctor by day and a sinner by night!—their one night of passion has consequences that will last a lifetime…

And rebellious Ruby finally finds a reason to stick around as deliciously hot racing car driver Noah becomes the only man to tame her!

Be tempted and tamed by these red-hot heroes in Emily Forbes’s delectable duet:

A DOCTOR BY DAY…

A Doctor by Day…

Emily Forbes

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Dear Reader (#ulink_97ab1c9b-2347-55c6-aaf2-c0565fbf0860)

I’d like to introduce you to the Anderson sisters—Scarlett, Ruby and Rose—and their search for a happily-ever-after. Scarlett doesn’t think she needs one, Ruby doesn’t think she deserves one, and Rose looks as if she might not get one. But all that is about to change…

In A DOCTOR BY DAY… Scarlett—the rational, clever, eldest sister—is swept off her feet by Jake, a sexy younger man with an unconventional part-time job who upends her orderly world and steals her heart. And in TAMED BY THE RENEGADE Ruby, the rebellious middle sister, falls in love for the first time when gorgeous Noah gets under her defences and teaches her how to love and accept—not only him, but also herself.

These two Anderson sisters might not have a lot in common, but I discovered they both have a thing for good-looking bare-chested men and, as usual, I had fun creating the heroes for my heroines. Jake and Noah are strong and loyal, smart and sexy, with slight non-conformist streaks—perfect for Scarlett and Ruby, even if they take some convincing.

I hope you enjoy these first two stories. I haven’t decided if I’ll give Rose her own story yet—she’s putting up a good case for it in my imagination, but I’m tempted to let you decide. If you’d like to read about Rose I’d love to hear from you. Drop me a line at emilyforbes@internode.on.net (mailto:emilyforbes@internode.on.net)

Until then, happy reading

Emily

Emily Forbes won a

2013 Australian Romantic Book of the Year Award for her title

SYDNEY HARBOUR HOSPITAL: BELLA’S WISHLIST

Dedication (#ulink_97b2b013-2dfc-5995-a10b-15989e1f040e)

For romance readers everywhere, this book is written as a thank-you to anyone who has ever read one of my stories.

I started writing this story just after I won the Australian Romantic Book of the Year award for SYDNEY HARBOUR HOSPITAL: BELLA’S WISHLIST.

I was thrilled and honoured to win a RuBY, which is a reader-voted award, and I definitely couldn’t have done it without your support.

I hope you enjoy this book too, and in particular Jake. He is my gift to you!

Love, Emily

Table of Contents

Cover (#uedd2b98c-8df8-59f3-8a4e-4414d783e2da)

Title Page (#ubf7b6f3e-4bae-5c85-a6a0-590ca99e39d6)

Dear Reader (#u165c84c4-82bf-5277-a626-da0df80b1add)

Dedication (#u87dd5d3c-2dc6-54ad-9a5a-f7081f29780f)

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

EPILOGUE

Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER ONE (#u7bf07958-3bd1-5280-be5d-5df168839a2c)

‘LET ME GET this straight. Richard proposed and you turned him down?’

Scarlett turned and leant in close to her friend’s ear, taking care to avoid the spiky tips of Mel’s short pixie haircut. ‘Shh,’ she whispered. ‘I don’t want everyone to know and I’m sure Richard doesn’t either.’

Mel’s voice hadn’t been overly loud but this wasn’t a conversation Scarlett wanted the rest of the girls in their party to hear. She worked with most of them and she didn’t want to be the subject of rampant hospital gossip and she certainly didn’t want to be the one to start a tale.

She flicked a glance over their group but most of the girls seemed to be more focused on getting inside the club than listening to her and Mel. Candice, the bride-to-be, was at the front of the line, the long white veil she wore making it obvious she was the hen on the hen’s night. The veil was longer than her dress and Scarlett thought she looked ridiculous but what would she know, hen’s nights were not really her thing.

Neither was fashion, she thought as she wriggled her toes, trying to encourage some circulation into her extremities. Her feet were killing her. She’d borrowed a pair of platform stilettos to team with her simple black dress. The shoes and her make-up were the only concessions she’d made to dressing up for the night out but the strappy sandals were proving to be a big mistake.