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    The Doctor and the Bad Boy
    The Doctor and the Bad Boy
    The Doctor and the Bad Boy
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    The Doctor and the Bad Boy

    By RJ Scott

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    When reformed bad boy Mitchell crosses paths with the town doctor, can he let himself learn to love?

    Mitchell has always felt misunderstood, labeled as the troublemaker, the alcoholic, and the failure. However, his decision to invest in the Ellery Mountain resort and establish a home for himself, his sister, and his niece catches the attention of the Fridays and Doctor Liam Wolfe. In Ellery, Mitchell discovers genuine friendships that accept him for who he is and allow him to distance himself from his troubled past. As he falls Liam, he can even imagine a promising future for himself in Ellery.

    Liam works long hours as a doctor at the small Ellery hospital with little time for a social life or for finding a partner. After he operates to save a young girl with appendicitis he meets her uncle, the tall, dark, stubborn, bad boy, Mitchell, who punctuates every sentence with a curse. Liam is determined to show Mitchell, as they fall in love, that it’s perfectly okay to accept help from others, and that no one has to battle their inner demons alone. Now, if only he could get Mitchell to believe him.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRJ Scott
    Release dateSep 2, 2015
    ISBN9781785640148
    The Doctor and the Bad Boy
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    RJ Scott

    RJ Scott is the author of the best selling Male/Male romances The Christmas Throwaway, The Heart Of Texas and the Sanctuary Series of books.She writes romances between two strong men and always gives them the happy ever after they deserve.

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      Stephen R Lawhead is one of my top five favorite authors of all time. I fell in love with his books as a teen and never looked back. Avalon is an interesting entry in the Pendragon cycle. I love Taliesin and Merlin, this entry in the series fast-forwards to modern Scotland. The monarchy is in trouble, and about to be disbanded all the royal family either dead or having signed abdications, when a man from Scotland makes a startling claim to the throne. Captain James Arthur Stuart will become the king of England. But there forces of evil out to see that he doesn’t stay king for long. This book blends sword and sorcery tales with Tom Clancy like political intrigue, an interesting mix to be sure.
    • 4/5
      I would give Avalon a solid 3.5 stars. The writing was good, the plot was solid enough with an interesting premise of King Arthur being being reincarnated in modern day Scotland. And while I really enjoyed the book, I couldn't help but think the end was an after thought. I don't think Lawhead knew what to do after a certain point, so he just threw in a random ending.
    • 4/5
      Modern England is in chaos. The parlimentary government of PM's and other officials are moving to rid England of the last of the monarchy structure that has been in place for centuries. And back in the very rurla parts of Scotland, a young man is fighting to hold onto the land left to him to care for by his after and his father's landowner. Except, it turns out, he is the landowners real son, and he is one of Scotland's last living Dukes. Who also happened to have enough blood lineage tiebacks to claim the throne of England now that its King just died. And his bloodline goes back to Arthur himself.Lawhead brings the reader into this tale of politics, honor, and intrigue, creating a wonderful realistic mix of the modern world, and the England arthur helped to unite, with the same kind of values, and determination imbedded in all the tales of Arthur.
    • 5/5
      For some reason my brain never let's this book connect with the rest of the Pendragon Cycle. I liked them but wouldn't necessarily reread them. This book I adore, have read it eight times already and its the first thing I reach for when I want something breathtakingly hopeful. The speeches he gives while campaigning to be king make me want to jump and cheer every time.
    • 3/5
      The Pendragon cycle is a wonderful set of books, full of fresh ideas and good research to make an epic blend of myth, history and religion that is a powerful antidote to the pessimistic offerings of some other writers.But this book is not the best of the series. Set a generation in the future, it posits a kind of modern Britain that acts in a way that is frankly unthinkable. Lawhead has worked hard to research British politics for this novel, but there are some big gaps all the same.A problem with speculative fiction set in the near future is that the future will invariably be nothing like what is envisaged.Nevertheless Lawhead should be congratulated on even attempting a novel that delves so deeply into the British political situation, and as usual he writes it well and the story is often gripping. For all its faults, it is still a good read.

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    The Doctor and the Bad Boy - RJ Scott

    Chapter One

    Mitchell Askett knocked firmly on the door then stepped back. After glancing down at the piece of paper with his hastily scribbled instructions, he again checked the cabin. There was no number on it or sign to indicate this was where Brenda Skylar lived, but the directions had led him this far without too much hassle, so he should trust them.

    Uncle Mitch, Bobbie called from the car. It hurts. I feel sicker than before.

    I’ll be with you in a minute, sweetheart. Mitchell knocked on the door again. If there were no answer, at that point he would skip finding where he was supposed to be staying and meeting the other owners. He’d find the nearest hotel room and get his niece tucked up into bed. Maybe if he were ingenious, he could locate a shop in Ellery that sold dry crackers, or eggs. He always liked eggs when he had a hangover. Not that twelve-year-old Roberta was facing the awful post-alcoholic binge effects like he did. No, she just seemed to be suffering from car sickness. Or she had a bug. Or something.

    I’m gonna be sick, she whined. Mitchell was torn. No one was answering. He should just go and find the hotel, or hell, maybe even a doctor, just to get her checked out.

    I’ll be right with you, he called.

    To be fair, they’d been driving on and off for quite a few hours and their diet had consisted of whatever they could get from gas stations en route. At twelve, he would have jumped at the chance of a road trip fuelled entirely on chocolate and Doritos, but the usually buoyant Bobbie had refused everything he’d offered.

    The front door finally began to open.

    Unca Mi— he heard, then the sound of a car door opening and retching.

    Suddenly torn between what he had come here to do and what he needed to do, he threw a hurried Sorry to whoever had just answered the door. Then he jumped the steps back down to the car. Sliding to a halt on the passenger side, which faced away from the cabin, he stared in horror for a second. Not only had Bobbie been violently sick, but she was curled in a ball and sobbing.

    Without further hesitation, Mitchell crouched down next to her and in a smooth move had her up in his arms.

    Baby? Are you okay? Stupid question, but all he wanted was for her to open her eyes.

    What’s wrong? a voice broke through his concern. Holding Bobbie protectively close to him, he swivelled to face the owner of the soft words. A short woman with grey hair and a concerned look on her face stood with her arms outstretched like she wanted to take Bobbie from him. He tightened his grip, only for Bobbie to whimper at the hold.

    Does she need a doctor? the woman asked in a rush.

    I don’t know, he said. God, he felt worse than useless. What would Annabelle do? Not that he could remember his sister having to deal with a sick Bobbie, as Bobbie was usually one healthy child.

    What’s wrong, sweetie? She touched Bobbie’s head. She’s very hot.

    She complained of stomach ache, but it’s been getting worse.

    Let’s get her to the hospital.

    Mitchell felt suddenly as sick as his niece. Hospital? That sounded like this was serious. He’d only been responsible for her for two days and he’d already fucked up.

    Hospital? he said.

    Our doctors are there—we just need to get her looked at. Wait… The woman ran up the steps then came back out almost instantly. In her hand, she had wipes and some keys. She locked the door behind her then came and climbed into the back seat.

    Give her to me, she ordered firmly. You drive.

    I’m not— I don’t… he stammered. Bobbie was curled up in his arms, then her head lolled back and suddenly Mitchell’s instinct to get things done kicked in. In seconds, he had her laid with her head in the woman’s lap, and he pulled a blanket from behind the seat up and over her.

    Where? he asked quickly. Bobbie was crying quietly and the woman shushed her gently with soft words.

    Left out of here and down into Ellery, she said.

    Mitchell forced the car into gear, wheels spinning on the loose gravel, and the car lurched as it gripped and surged forward. In a few minutes, he was back on the road. Only when they were on the main route to town did he speak again.

    Is she okay?

    She’s very hot and listless, the woman said.

    Mitchell realised he couldn’t keep thinking of her as ‘the woman’.

    I’m Mitchell Askett. Mitch.

    I know who you are, Mr Askett. Brenda Skylar.

    The little girl…my niece, Roberta—we call her Bobbie. Or Bobs when she was cute, or Roberta Jane when she caused mischief.

    Brenda had a phone in her hand, talking to someone, possibly the hospital, but Mitch had to watch the road. He came to a three-way stop and for a moment was confused, then realised which way he needed to go. Down. Into town. Where was the hospital? The last time he’d been in Ellery, he was only twelve or so, the same age as Bobbie. All he remembered was that the limousine he had been riding in had a mini bar and that he’d had his first taste of brandy. It hadn’t made him sick, but it had taken the edges off the anxiety inside him.

    They hit town and he spotted the sign for the hospital and in no time at all he was pulling up at the Emergency Room door. Maybe the doctor would be elsewhere, but Bobbie was shaking and crying and in pain. The ER was certainly the place to take her. He threw the car into park, jumped out and pulled Bobbie into his arms. She reached a hand up around his neck and gripped hard to his long hair. Just like she used to when she was a baby. Compassion, love and fear warred for dominance. A small group of people waited at the entrance, but Mitch saw none of it. Someone took Bobbie from him and in the next instant she was on a gurney and all Mitch could hear was shouted words like ‘ultrasound’ and ‘emergency’. He ran in after them, then stopped at the glass internal doors beyond which he could see two women and a man checking Bobbie out.

    What is it? he asked. He was so scared he could feel the acid of it eating away at him. He’d made Annabelle let him have her. He’d forced his sister to think Bobbie would be best off with him in Ellery while she was at her lowest point. And now Bobbie was in there, unconscious. Was she dying? What had he done?

    Come and sit down, Brenda said gently. She had her hand on his arm and pulled him away, but he shook it off and refused to move. I think it may be appendicitis, she said.

    Horror gripped Mitch. He’d read about that, seen it on TV shows, where being sick all of a sudden turned into a fight for life and poisoning in the body.

    Fuck, he cursed. No.

    She’s in good hands, Brenda said firmly. Doctor Wolfe and Jamie have it under control.

    The names were a blur—all he could see was his flesh and blood lying so still beyond the glass door.

    Sir? Did you understand me? Can you sign the consent? someone asked. Are you her father? Hello? Sir?

    Mitch met green eyes that held so much compassion that it made his heart ache.

    Uncle, he managed.

    Can you sign for us to operate? The guy looked determined. What was he asking? What was Mitchell going to be signing?

    Operate?

    Your niece has appendicitis, she’ll need to have it removed, the man said patiently. He didn’t seem at all pissed off that Mitch had apparently not heard a word of what he guessed had been a lengthy explanation. Mitch glanced down at the guy’s badge. Paramedic. Jamie Llewellyn. Paramedics knew what they were doing. Mitch should trust this Jamie.

    He signed consent where he was told and without another word Jamie moved back into the room where Bobbie lay. The other man in there looked up and over at Mitch and nodded. Then in a flurry of movement the two men disappeared out of another door with two nurses trailing them until all that Mitch was looking at was an empty room. Left suddenly bereft, he slumped and rested his head on the glass. What the holy hell had just happened?

    She didn’t want her Doritos, he murmured. I should have known. She never turns them down.

    Brenda pulled him gently and this time he allowed himself to be led until he could feel a chair at the backs of his knees and in one loud exhalation of breath he fell into the chair. He winced as the set of three joined plastic torture devices shifted under his sudden fall.

    Brenda sat next to him. Do you want to call someone? The girl’s mother…your sister or sister-in-law?

    Mitchell shook his head. They’d phone

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