Dear Reader,
Thank you for picking up a copy of Perfect Rivals â¦! I canât believe this is my tenth book for Mills & Boon Medical Romance. It seems like only yesterday I sold my first book.
I was absolutely thrilled when the Medical team approached me about joining this continuity seriesâa series that is full of my favourite authors. I was excited and nervous at the same time.
Dr Florence Chiu is a character I instantly connected with. Her character absolutely gutted me repeatedly over the course of writing her story. I havenât had much experience in transplant surgery, but I know what an amazing gift donor organs can be, and for my heroine it means a second chance at life.
My hero is no stranger to Dr Chiuâs world. Heâs lost someone very dear to him, and because of that heâs guarded his heart and devoted his life to medicine. Having a fake relationship is the riskiest thing heâs done in a long time.
I hope you enjoy Flo and Nateâs story.
I love hearing from readers, so please drop by my website, amyruttan.com, or give me a shout on Twitter@ruttanamy.
With warmest wishes,
Amy Ruttan
Born and raised just outside Toronto, Canada, 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 sheâs not furiously typing away at her computer, sheâs mum to three wonderful children who use her as a personal taxi and chef.
This book is dedicated to my agent, Scott, for telling me to take this chance and write this continuity story.
Thank you to Elisa, who patiently answered my questions while I was researching this book.
Thank you so much for all your help!
And a huge thank you to the Medical team for assigning me Flo and Nateâs story. They were an amazing hero and heroine and I loved every second in their world.
CHAPTER ONE
THIS TAKES ME BACK.
Dr. Flo Chiu remembered all the times sheâd been raced to the hospital as a young girl. The familiar whir of a chopper coming in for a landing. Followed by the bump as the chopper landed, causing her to become nauseous. Even now, watching the helicopter, her stomach did a little flip. Everything reminded her of that moment. Something she hadnât thought about in a long time. The gray haze tinting the sky, as if it was promising rain, but this was Los Angeles. The haze was just smog. In Seattle, it would mean rain, and the day sheâd flown in her own helicopter to a hospital helipad it had been raining.
Hard.
And that was all she remembered of her emergent helicopter ride over Seattle. That, and her father screaming out orders in Mandarin to a helicopter pilot who only spoke English, but, then, when her dad was frightened he often put aside his second language of English for his native tongue. And when her dad was mad, the beautiful language she loved to listen to was quick and hard to follow. It had frightened her to hear him talk like that.
She took a deep breath and wrapped her arms around herself, trying to shake the thought away. Usually she wasnât this nervous about another surgeon coming in to The Hollywood Hills Clinic, but this was not just any other surgeon. This surgeon was her competition. This surgeon had been brought in specially from New York at the request of her patient. And her patient happened to be the world-famous, award-winning actor Kyle Francis. An actor sheâd always admired and had had a bit of a crush on when sheâd been fourteen.
Sheâd watched a lot of movies when sheâd been younger. Of course, there hadnât been much else to do when you were confined to a hospital bed. And Kyle Francis had been the perfect twenty-something rising star and heartthrob of her youth.
On the outside Kyle had aged well. His heart and lungs, on the other hand, hadnât. Which was why he was now a patient.
Heâd collapsed at a press conference in Los Angeles and had been brought straight to The Hollywood Hills Clinic, where it had quickly been established that Kyle Francis was dying.
And thatâs where Flo had stepped in.
She was, after all, a world-renowned transplant surgeon, and thatâs just what Kyle Francis needed. Actually, what he specifically needed was a heart and lung transplant.
It was right up Floâs alley. Sheâd done many, and on worse cases than Kyle, but if they let it go much longer, Kyle would be a worst-case scenario and it would make the job harder.