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Carrying The Surgeon's Baby
Amy Ruttan
What happened in Vegas…Has life-changing consequences!An impulsive Las Vegas encounter that left practical Dr Emily West married to world-renowned neurosurgeon Dr Ryan Gary should simply have been a lesson learned—except now she’s pregnant with his baby! When Ryan arrives at Emily’s Seattle hospital to assist on a case they’re reunited and their powerful spark ignites. But can working side by side with Emily convince lone wolf Ryan he’ll be the perfect dad—now and always?
What happened in Vegas...
Has life-changing consequences!
An impulsive Las Vegas encounter that left practical Dr. Emily West married to world-renowned neurosurgeon Dr. Ryan Gary should have simply been a lesson learned—except now she’s pregnant with his baby! When Ryan arrives at Emily’s Seattle hospital to assist on a case, they’re reunited and their powerful spark reignites. But can working side by side with Emily convince lone-wolf Ryan he’ll be the perfect dad, now and always?
Born and raised just outside Toronto, Ontario, AMY RUTTAN fled the big city to settle down with the country boy of her dreams. After the birth of her second child Amy was lucky enough to realise her lifelong dream of becoming a romance author. When she’s not furiously typing away at her computer she’s mum to three wonderful children, who use her as a personal taxi and chef.
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His Pregnant Royal Bride
Convenient Marriage, Surprise Twins
Navy Doc on Her Christmas List
The Surgeon King’s Secret Baby
A Mummy for His Daughter
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Discover more at millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk).
Carrying the Surgeon’s Baby
Amy Ruttan
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
ISBN: 978-1-474-08978-4
CARRYING THE SURGEON’S BABY
© 2019 Amy Ruttan
Published in Great Britain 2019
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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This book is dedicated to my son Aidan
and to all who see the world in a different way
that the rest of us aren’t privileged to see.
Contents
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About the Author (#uec965f95-2a0a-52ff-8d81-99592a04cb1f)
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Dedication (#u784788e5-4924-5c5c-8830-1b45e4e03081)
PROLOGUE (#u13b054fa-e02d-5f43-9ed1-b37dda3723f0)
CHAPTER ONE (#u88dc6516-34c3-5d81-8e7a-75c7b328d9f2)
CHAPTER TWO (#u4007f94c-3f16-5209-8d42-cb434bc955d1)
CHAPTER THREE (#ud872eafb-f65c-5b93-9ca6-b96fe74e0fe0)
CHAPTER FOUR (#u016490c3-0742-52e8-b876-a64a92b93e37)
CHAPTER FIVE (#litres_trial_promo)
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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)
EPILOGUE (#litres_trial_promo)
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PROLOGUE (#u966b18f1-6ea3-54ca-8b76-92d7e0a996f1)
Las Vegas, Nevada
SHE WASN’T COMPLETELY sure how she’d got here.
“And do you, Dr. Emily West, take Dr. Ryan Gary as your lawfully wedded husband?”
“Yep!” she said brightly, and she narrowed her eyes to get a better look at the Elvis impersonator standing in front of her. She couldn’t figure out why he was slightly sideways.
This is the most irrational thing I’ve ever done.
At least that’s what she thought, but Emily wasn’t completely clear right now. She glanced over at the man standing next to her and a silly grin spread across her face.
She didn’t know how she’d ended up in this wedding chapel with the most eligible, sexiest, charming neurosurgeon in the world, but right now she wasn’t feeling any pain. Which was good. Usually, she struggled with anxiety in any kind of social situation. It had been hard to attend his lecture on conjoined twins and then to talk to Dr. Ryan West after the lecture to tell him how much she admired his work.
After her relationship with Robert, another surgeon, had crashed and burned because of professional jealousy, the last thing she had expected was Ryan asking her for a drink. She’d told herself she shouldn’t, but had then thought one drink with a colleague couldn’t hurt.
It had been the other five that had hurt, but the more they’d talked about surgery and the conference, the more she’d felt comfortable around him.
She certainly hadn’t expected a marriage proposal either. At least, that’s what she thought had happened. It had been dinner, dancing, drinks and then making out in the back of his hired car. Now they were here, in a chapel off the strip.
And he was sort of leaning to one side too.
What is happening here? When did you lose control?
Emily smiled to herself. It was kind of fun to let loose. She never did have any fun. She hadn’t dated after her relationship with Robert had ended. She’d had no interest in other men and really didn’t understand the social nuances of dating, so she didn’t bother.
But then Ryan had seemed just as keen about her work as she was about his. And his smile, his confidence just made her completely weak in the knees.
Being around Ryan made her lose control.
“And do you, Dr. Ryan Gary, take Dr. Emily West as your lawfully wedded wife?”
“What?” he asked, leaning in a bit closer and squinting those bright blue eyes that had twinkled at her when they were having dinner.
Maybe it wasn’t her spinning, but Ryan who was doing the spinning. She closed her eyes for a moment but could still feel the room spinning. Maybe it was both of them.
The Elvis looked concerned.
“Of course! Of course I do.” Ryan grinned at her and she felt her knees go weak. Again, that could be from the mojitos. At least she’d thought it was a mojito.
“Then by the power vested in me by the State of Nevada, I now pronounce you man and wife.”
Emily threw her bouquet at the Elvis and Ryan scooped her up in his arms.
“This is the craziest thing I’ve ever done,” he said breathlessly as he carried her down the aisle.
“I think you’re supposed to carry me over the threshold and not down the aisle.”
“You’re light as a feather,” he whispered against her ear. A zing of electricity raced down her spine. Then he teetered slightly to the right and set her down. “Perhaps I should wait until the hotel room to carry you over the threshold. Those mojitos were strong.”
Emily laughed because he had said the word mojito again.
“What’s so funny?” he asked as he slipped his arm around her and they walked over to the hired car.
“Mojito is a funny word.”
“What?”
“You know when you say a word a lot it’s funny?”
“Mojito,” he said again, emphasizing the mo in the mojito.
Emily giggled.
The driver cocked an eyebrow as he opened the back door of the town car and they climbed in. Ryan was still chuckling.
“Man, those drinks were strong! I have a flight tomorrow...or is that today?” He glanced at his wrist.
“Today. I think it’s after midnight.”
He grinned lazily at her, making her heart skip a beat. “Does that mean you’re going to turn into a pumpkin?”
“Nope. Are you?”
He touched her cheek and kissed her. It was hot, heavy and in that kiss it all made sense. And suddenly she wasn’t questioning her decision to marry Ryan when he’d asked.
It felt so right and she hadn’t felt right with a man in a long, long time.
And Robert had never, ever had made her want someone this bad before.
