The Prince's Intimate Abduction (The Samara Royal Family Series Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

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    Raven had to breathe through her impatience at his comment.  She heard that a lot and it had taken a long time to get the villagers here to accept her medical expertise.  “I’m actually a first year resident,” she told him, writing down some information on his chart. 
    Turk considered that for a moment.  She was exceptionally knowledgeable for a first year resident.  Her youth and her experience weren’t matching up.  “Still too young,” he argued.  “You’re…what, twenty-one?  Twenty-two?  It takes a lot longer than that to get to be a doctor, Raven.”
    She sighed and turned to face him fully.  “I’m twenty-five years old, Turk.  I finished high school and my undergraduate degree in six years.  Which meant I could get into medical school at George Washington University earlier than some.  I did my internship at Georgetown University Hospital, an extremely reputable institution which should prove my worthiness.  So yes, I still have a few more years as a resident, but I’m working under a very experienced doctor in the Kilar capital who oversees my work.” 
    She huffed a bit, wishing that her age and experience wasn’t always a struggle.  She glared at him, irritated that, even after their conversations last night as well as the excellent job she’d done repairing the damage caused by a bullet in his side, he still doubted her abilities.  “I’m a good doctor and if you want to get better so that you can go back out into the world to torture and kill people, then you’ll rest and be a good boy for a few more days.”  He probably could leave already, but she wanted to keep him here for…a while…just to…make sure.  He wasn’t invincible, she thought to herself.  Someone needed to make sure he was fully recovered. 
    Turk laughed even though he was more than a little impressed by her previously unseen feistiness.  “How did you do your undergrad work in only three years?”
    She snapped his file shut and looked around the room.  She had to keep her eyes on anything other than this man who was interrogating her because…well, because those silly feelings started pinging around inside of her and she wasn’t going to allow anyone to mess up her goal of becoming an outstanding doctor. 
    “I took extra classes each semester and over the summers.  When others were hanging out at the beach, I was taking summer classes.  When my classmates got drunk over the weekends or breaks, I was more interested in taking additional lab classes.” 
    She dropped his chart onto the counter, taking deep breaths to try and calm her temper.  He probably hadn’t meant anything by his questions.  He’d just unknowingly hit on a sore spot.  Besides, she was exhausted from lack of sleep, not having gotten a good night’s rest since Turk had been dragged into the surgery area.  And she was irritated that this man would even question her medical skills. 
    “I need to change your bandage and look at your wound,” she told him, wishing he’d still been asleep when she’d come to do this.  She’d checked on him several times already today in between patients.  She shouldn’t have.  There had been no reason except, well, except that she liked looking at the man!  There!  She’d said it, if only to herself!  She had been acting like a voyeur and sighing over all of those incredible muscles! 
    No one had to know and she’d never tell anyone.
    “That didn’t leave you much time for a social life.  What did you do for fun?” he asked. 
    Raven was pulling on latex gloves.  “I had fun,” she argued, trying to focus on his wound. 
    Turk didn’t buy it.  He’d had friends who had gone to medical school while he was at university.  They only took a regular course load and they were slaves to their studies until the summers when they had a bit of a break.  If this woman had taken extra classes and studied during the summer, he was betting that she’d been a