Safe In The Surgeon's Arms

Safe In The Surgeon's Arms
Molly Evans

Healed by his touch… Nurse Emily Hoover has returned to Williamsburg a new woman! She’s no longer the shy and retiring girl next door, but strong, independent and ready for anything… Her only weakness… ? Handsome Dr Chase Montgomery!Whilst the sparks flying between them are as powerful as before, the attack in Emily’s past still threatens to come between them. Chase is determined to show Emily that in his arms she’ll always be safe. But is she ready to open her heart once more and fall in love all over again?

Emily was the last person Chase had expected to see after coming in on the trauma chopper today.

When she spoke the tone of her voice, its soft, dewy vibrations, cut him to the core—as if only yesterday she’d meant something to him. He hadn’t been expecting her and he hadn’t prepared himself to see her there. Surely someone could have told him she was coming. He could have prepared, could have hardened his heart and his emotions against their first meeting, put up boundaries—not been broadsided, unprepared. He’d never imagined she’d come back here, where it had all begun for them.

That was probably the biggest shock. She’d come back to where he was when there were other hospitals in the area. So why here? And why now? That was a puzzle he intended to solve and then get on with his life.

There was an answer for everything, and he was going to find this one.

Dear Reader (#ulink_b5b9feb1-910e-57d7-b7be-318b135d8c89),

Thank you for picking up my new book! It is set in one of my favourite towns—Williamsburg, Virginia, USA—where history and fantastic foods are just steps away, no matter where you are in town.

This story is important to me as I’m a sucker for a tortured hero and I adore the strong women who love them.

We never know what we are capable of until we are put in a position to rise to challenges we never expected in life. These two are stronger together than either of them are alone.

I hope you enjoy the emotional journey these two characters take as they find love in each other’s arms again.

Please visit me at mollyevansromance.wordpress.com (http://mollyevansromance.wordpress.com).

Regards

Molly Evans

MOLLY EVANS has taken her experiences as a travel nurse across the USA and turned them into wondrous settings for her books. Now, living at six thousand feet in New Mexico is home. When she’s not writing, or attending her son’s hockey games, she’s learning to knit socks or settling in front of the kiva fireplace with a glass of wine and a good book.

Visit Molly at mollyevansromance.wordpress.com (http://mollyevansromance.wordpress.com) for more info.

Safe in the Surgeon’s Arms

Molly Evans

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

This book is dedicated to my friend, fellow Hurricane Hugo survivor and Williamsburg, VA, explorer: Jesse Bustos Nelson. You’ve been there with friendship and support since the beginning. Thanks, my friend!

Table of Contents

Cover (#u54041e33-ab55-5f50-99b3-5dbee7183ceb)

Excerpt (#u866b2f1f-ee58-5d3b-aa46-6369642766a7)

Dear Reader (#ud1f4101c-9fc5-5eea-8beb-0437183a61ab)

About the Author (#u6a8f106a-6dcc-524a-bf9e-5b27ce368e98)

Title Page (#u0868d019-ad93-5410-a34e-351f96d1441d)

Dedication

CHAPTER ONE (#ulink_190246bf-ba26-5431-b68c-1930e65a3b11)

CHAPTER TWO (#ulink_cf3ee6c6-0dff-5dbd-9b88-b6c1ebcbcc35)

CHAPTER THREE (#ulink_191e0856-7e1f-5091-8a09-a37aa8d5803c)

CHAPTER FOUR (#ulink_6a453e35-e973-5371-8e85-d2b80251c1ff)

CHAPTER FIVE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER SIX (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER SEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER EIGHT (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER NINE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER ELEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TWELVE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER THIRTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER FOURTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER FIFTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER SIXTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)

Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER ONE (#ulink_b10ee6c3-ead5-55b7-aef3-bdcf232d74eb)

EMERGENCY NURSE Emily Hoover pointed the way to the trauma room as an air-ambulance crew surged through the department. She’d heard the radio announcing the arrival of the rescue chopper as it had landed on the roof and had even smelled the diesel exhaust through the HIPPA air-filtration system that was supposed to remove it.

Those were all expected, anticipated and not uncommon events in a hospital close to a major highway. Where there was trauma there was a busy ER and one of the reasons she’d come back here to her hometown. Reclaiming her life was the first reason. Working great trauma was the second. At least that was what she told herself as the crew swept past her.

What she hadn’t expected to see was an emergency surgeon riding atop the gurney, straddling the patient, both of them covered in blood. Her limbs began to tremble and sweat popped out on her back. Oh, man. The heartbeat she usually kept calm with meditation now raced uncontrollably in her chest as she recognized the man behind the dirty scrubs. He’d aged little in three years and was as handsome as ever. A tightness in her abdomen surged to join the erratic heartbeat. Fierce intensity showed on his face and confidence she’d never seen in him before. His hair, dark brown with a tendency to curl, was a mess. Those intense blue eyes blazed with a fire she’d never forgotten despite three years of separation.

“Get three units of whole blood going now. I need a central line placed and get OR on alert.” Trauma surgeon and emergency doctor Chase Montgomery gave orders as the entourage rolled through the door. Staff scrambled to the first trauma room that had been set up for the arrival of this patient.

Emily choked down her anxiety, shoving it aside in the face of a true emergency, and grabbed the cardiac leads, placed them on the patient so his heart could be monitored and placed the blood-pressure cuff on the only arm he had left. The trembling in her hands was likely not noticeable to the others, but to her it was. This wasn’t who she was, a nervous nurse on the first day of work. Like there weren’t ten years under her belt already. But this place. This man. Those were the things that made her tremble now. Thoughts of how they’d been together in the past made her quake.