Doctor to the Rescue (Love Inspired Series)

Doctor to the Rescue (Love Inspired Series)

by Cheryl Wyatt

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Doctor to the Rescue (Love Inspired Series) by Cheryl Wyatt

Combat doctor Ian Shupe returns home from overseas with his most important mission: to raise his little girl. But Ian's a single dad, and working at Eagle Point's trauma center means having to find child care. When bighearted, struggling lodge owner Bri Landis offers babysitting in exchange for construction work, Ian accepts. He vows to keep his emotional distance from Bri, yet can't deny that his daughter is blossoming under her tender care. But is he ready to believe that his heart's deepest prayer may finally be answered?

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780373877904
Publisher: Harlequin
Publication date: 12/18/2012
Series: Love Inspired Series
Pages: 217
Product dimensions: 4.10(w) x 6.60(h) x 0.60(d)

About the Author

USA Today bestselling author Cheryl Wyatt writes romance with virtue. She's earned RT Top Picks, Reviewers Choice Award, Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence final and #1 and #4 on Harlequin's Top 10 Most-Blogged-About-Books, lists including NYT Bestsellers. She loves connecting with readers. Find her at or

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Bri Landis's pulse lurched like the ladder beneath her feet.

With her waist at roof level, she clawed at the eaves of her run-down lake lodge, understanding her brother Caleb's caution to never climb alone. Heart thumping, Bri clutched the gutter. Ominous buckling. No!

It ripped free in a spray of rust and screeching metal. Screams tore through her as she plummeted…into a bush.

Bri could only gulp. Blink. Moan. She should have listened to her brother, she thought. Caleb was overseas on army medic duty instead of here at home in Eagle Point, Illinois, witnessing Bri make friends with her favorite shrub.

Now the shrub was squished and she was sprawled in it, lamenting her long hair. She disentangled her blond hair, then struggled to get upright amid a sharp sea of scarlet. Sweat beaded her forehead despite late-December's chill.

Her untimely ladder escapade put a painfully ironic twist on this being the last day of "fall."

Bri emerged, corky twigs crackling and biting like spindly wooden teeth. Jagged underbrush snagged her brother's favorite hoodie. Bri pulled it from the branches holding it hostage. Gasp.

Pain seared her left arm. She slid the cuff and looked at it. Unnatural angle. Disbelief slid through her like the ladder off the roof. No question: arm broken.

And with it all hope of meeting the bank's deadlines.

Dismay ran through her. Saving Landis Lodge— Eagle Point's only retreat center and her family heritage—from foreclosure, meant renovating and renting seven cabins by mid-February. Roughly one cabin a week. She'd sold the daycare she owned in Chicago and moved home to make it happen.

Now days from Christmas, she risked losing the last thing her late mother loved—the lodge Bri had inherited and promised to save. No way could she afford contractors.

Her teeth chattered. "Where's my stupid phone?" She needed help ASAP.

Forget going back into the bush to find her phone. A new trauma center sat right next door. Bri held her arm high and stationary and bolted from her yard, not caring if she resembled a maniac.

Eagle Point Trauma Center came into view over a leafy hill.

She'd never been so glad to see a modern facility nestled against rustic Eagle Point Lake, stately risen bluffs, scenic trails and seriously fun caves. The serene landscape of Bri's childhood home calmed her against the mind-bending pain gnawing her arm.

Halfway to EPTC, dizziness hit Bri. She fell to her knees and clung to a parking barricade.

"She's hurt!" someone yelled across the lot. Bri couldn't be sure who it was. Nausea sent her face between her knees. Rapid footsteps pounding nearby pavement competed with the pulse swooshing her ears. Strong hands gently braced her shoulders. "Hey, you okay?"

Her bad day just got worse.

Bri blinked up into the stunning aqua eyes of the absolute last person she wanted seeing her in this state. Dr. Ian Shupe.

Yet, for the first time since meeting him weeks ago, concern and compassion emanated from the tall, dark and imposing anesthesiologist's normally sullen eyes.

"What happened, Bri?"

"Ladder slid. I f-fell," she puffed past savage pain. Ian's assessing eyes quickly roved over her. "How far?"

Tremors overtook her. "Maybe nine feet."

Did his face just pale? For sure, his jaw tightened. Probably thought she was an idiot. Ian's warm fingers felt soft yet strong and capable as they examined her elbow.

Kate, the center's surgical nurse, skidded in, dropped to her knees, took one look at Bri's injured arm and gave Ian a pointed look.

He nodded once. "Already saw it. Get a gurney and splints."

"Will do." Kate flashed Bri a strength-infusing smile, then dashed back toward the trauma center.

"C-collar, too," Ian called to Kate, then faced Bri again. Broad shoulders and impressive arms obviously well acquainted with a gym flexed and bunched as he maneuvered closer, training his eyes on her. His firm strength and sure demeanor erased her fears and convinced her that despite his terse reputation she was in good hands. "Where do you hurt most?"

"My left forearm. But I think I can walk the rest of—"

"No. In fact, don't move." Ian shirked off his suit coat, its raven color identical to his black military-style hair. Coat spread on asphalt, he settled Bri on it. His palms became her pillow. His gesture soothed. "Did you land on concrete?"

She started to shake her head but stopped when Ian's thumbs pressed against her temples, keeping her neck still.

"No. I landed in the waiting arms of a winged eu-onymus."

"A what?" Confusion amped up his cuteness.

"Big red hedge. More widely known as a burning bush."

A congenial nod seemed out of character for his usual surly self. His fingers kneaded and prodded her bones and muscles. Fierce concentration knit his brows. Had he any idea how handsome he was in doctor mode? Her arm might be broken, but nothing was wrong with her eyes. Bri chided herself for noticing the good doctor's bad-boy looks.

Not only had military deployments and divorce left him notoriously difficult and brooding, Bri's heart still felt raw after the end of a bad relationship with a verbally abusive boyfriend.

Her move from the Chicago suburbs to downstate Illinois had finally given her the long-needed courage to break up with Eric two months ago. If only he'd stop calling and harassing her. Dr. Shupe's abrasive manner reminded her too much of Eric. Except, Ian wasn't being curt and caustic now, but gentle and thorough.

Bri huffed at the physical exam. "Nothing's numb. Or tingly. Or blurry. I didn't hit my head or black out, either."

Ian's mouth twitched. Wrestling back a smile? She'd love to see it. She didn't think him capable of glee before now.

Bri sighed. "Sorry. Caleb's injury training wears off on me. I'm his study buddy and procedural guinea pig. He splints, tags, bandages, braces and bores the living daylights out of me for his military medic certifications and field practice exams."

The humor whispering along Ian's lips in a near smile spread to his eyes now, deepening them to a breathtaking blue. They turned serious and probing. "What were you doing on the ladder?"

"Renovating the lodge. Replacing eaves." Or attempting to.

"By yourself?"

Here came the lecture. She got enough of those from Caleb over her fierce determination to save Landis Lodge.

If she lost the lodge, she might also lose the memories, especially of childhood with Mom. Grief knotted her throat.

"Who else do I have?" She bit her lip as Ian's eyebrows rose. But she had valid reasons to grouch. Her ex was a dud, her dad a deadbeat, her mom was deceased, her brother was deployed and a bank breathed ultimatums down her back. Now a broken arm ordeal that she didn't have time for. But it could have been much worse. Lord, thank you for cushioning my fall.

"Who's on call?" Bri instantly regretted her words. "You're obviously off duty and not who'd take care of me, since you're an anesthest—however you say it. I won't need one of those, right?"

Ian's vague expression did not make her feel good.

Lord, please don't let me need surgery. Ian's inexplicable rudeness since she'd moved back here proved she wouldn't be his first choice in a patient.

Her new friends, Lauren and Kate, had told her that Ian only acted abrasive because he was attracted to Bri in the wake of his unwanted divorce. Gibberish.

On the other hand, the girls had to be in the know, since they were nurses on Ian's trauma team. Plus Lauren's fiance, Mitch, was Ian's best friend and lead trauma surgeon on the team. Ian suddenly flashed a penlight at her eyes, dotted with… "Fairy stickers?"

He smiled wryly. "My little daughter put them there." The five-year-old he'd been embroiled in custody battles over. Ian would probably freak if he knew how Bri knew about that. She focused on the fairies to distract from excruciating arm pain.

Kate arrived with a gurney and supplies. After applying the neck brace, she brandished a pair of bandage scissors.

"Don't cut my hoodie! It's Caleb's keepsake. Please, I have a tank top underneath." The world went sideways as they rolled Bri onto a backboard before righting her. Kate texted someone.

"I'll try. No guarantees." Ian eased the hoodie off and splinted her arm as if he'd done it a hundred thousand times. Probably had, overseas during combat surgeries.

"Didn't realize you could do all that being an anest—that."

Ian's mouth thinned into another smirk.

Kate leaned toward his ear. "Since your final custody hearing's in an hour, I paged the nurse-anesthetist on call."

Ian glanced at his watch. Scratched his jaw. Addressed Kate in low tones. Bri heard mention of her brother's name. Caleb had commissioned Ian to watch over her when he deployed last week. Why Ian? Especially in light of Ian's hostility toward her.

Then Caleb had suddenly dubbed Ian her bodyguard? What was up with that? She didn't need to be protected. Or babysat.

Ian plucked sage twigs, fiery leaves and feathers from her hair. "Nest?"

"Almost." Kate winked and strode in her usual militant but graceful fashion. How Kate could be runway-model pretty and a black belt was beyond Bri, but Kate was someone Bri was glad to know. Except she aimed a needle at her now.

Bri squished her eyes until the worst was over. Eyes open, she realized she'd not only grabbed Ian's arm but left crescent marks. Bri recoiled, fearing an acrid verbal assault like ones Eric was prone to.

But Ian didn't seem fazed. Calmly and gently, he wiped his arm with sterile gauze.

Perhaps Bri's friends had been right: the craggy, abrasive creature she'd experienced these past few weeks wasn't the real Ian.

Ian refused to react to the sting of Bri's nails. She was anxious, hurting and stressed, so her actions were understandable.

Odd, though, her latching onto him for comfort so easily. Especially since he'd been a total jerk to her for weeks.

Not liking the claws of guilt scraping at him, Ian adjusted Bri's IV drip and faced Kate, jotting Bri's vitals. "She needs antibiotics, trauma labs, X-rays and CTs stat."

Kate nodded. They effortlessly hefted the backboard to the gurney and push-ran Bri, who was so tall her heels almost hung off the end.

Kate's cell chimed. Without missing steps, she answered. "Hey, wanna start this way? Ian needs to cut out and we have an incoming ladder mishap. Yeah. Lodge owner next door."

"Lisa, my nurse anesthetist." Ian couldn't miss this court hearing. Yet he couldn't leave Bri. Her condition could skid off a cliff without warning. Eighty percent of people falling from heights of eleven feet or more died. She'd fallen nine. Internal injuries didn't always present right away.

He'd learned that the hard way, overseas while deployed with Mitch, Kate and other air force trauma-team members who had yet to join them at EPTC, Mitch's stateside endeavor.

"Why would I need an anesthes—that thing?" Bri swallowed.

Ian glanced down, resisting the urge to rest a calming hand on hers. "In case the need arises to surgically repair your arm."

She had no clue that could be the least of her worries. Part of his job, for now, was to keep her clueless. If she were bleeding internally, increased anxiety could speed her pulse, hasten hemorrhage and put her life at risk.

"The break is bad, isn't it?" Dread crinkled her forehead. "How soon can I use my arm?"

Ian's determination sparked. "Only after it's healed."

Bri tensed and licked her lips. "And when will that be?"

Inside EPTC, they wheeled Bri into a trauma bay. "Depends on if soft tissue is involved or just bone. Six weeks minimum."

"Six week—" Choked on the words, Bri tried to sit up. Kate restrained her. "I'll never make the deadline!"

She must mean foreclosure proceedings. Caleb had filled Ian in. Bri's face strained as he studied her. Sensing her struggle, Ian squeezed her shoulder reassuringly, then stepped out. Simple gesture. Sincere. Yet it seemed to make her want to cry more.

He wished he could help, but he had his own stuff going on. Deadlines from every direction. Work, plus training, plus helping set up a second trauma crew so EPTC didn't lose vital funding.

Then there was Tia, his only daughter and number one priority. She should have been all along, but a mentally unstable mother and a cross-continental war had caused him to be a stranger in his daughter's eyes.

Ian's gut clenched. Sweat misted his palms. If he didn't show in court today, that could put him in jeopardy with the judge who would decide Tia's fate and their future as a family.

He eyed his watch, and hoped Lisa would get here soon or he'd be faced with abandoning a patient and breaking a battlefield promise to a brother-in-arms. Stress drove him to walk halls.

After pacing, Ian parked his anesthesia cart outside Bri's bay. Regret multiplied. He'd promised Caleb to watch over her. He'd failed. He owed Caleb. Big-time. Ian reentered Bri's room, intent on righting his wrong. "You hangin' in there, Bri?"

Not until seeing her under fluorescent lighting did he realize how white-blond and silky long her hair was. Blinking swiftly, she aimed her pretty cornflower-blue eyes up at him, making him momentarily forget what he came in here for. Must be lack of sleep from a week's worth of on-call nights. "Dr. Shupe, what turned me too stupid to heed Caleb's warning?"

He wanted to chuckle. "It's Ian. And trust me, my list of stupid things is twice as long as yours. Kate's is triple."

Kate snorted from the corner of the room and stepped out. Bri's face sobered. "Seriously, what stripped my common sense today?"

"Could be the ominous bank notices you've been getting recently."

She stared long and hard at him. "You know about that?"

He nodded. Bri lost the battle holding in her tears the second Kate came in carrying X-rays and a sympathetic expression. "Sorry, Bri. The bones aren't aligned, so surgery is a must."

Ian knew that could double her recovery time and triple her chances of losing the lodge. Compassion for Bri and Caleb washed over Ian. They had just lost their mom and were about to lose their childhood home and heritage. Not to mention the community was about to lose an iconic retreat center that once was, according to Mitch, the bustling pulse of the rustic, close-knit community.

The bank had planned to shut down and level the Lan-dis family's grounds, which included the main lodge, fourteen cabins and seven bunkhouses.

His morning runs around Eagle Point Lake revealed the retreat as a flat horizontal triangle. The main lodge made the point, seven cabins on either side angled out in two lines and bunkhouses formed a bottom line opposite the lodge.

"Bri, if you're worried about losing the lodge, don't be."

Surprise flashed across her face. Tears welling up meant he'd hit a nerve. "Your cabins need to be fixed. I worked construction in college. Let me help."

"I don't accept anything for free."

"You can't be serious?" The stubborn set to her jaw said she was. "Fine. Caleb mentioned you have a childcare degree. I need a permanent sitter for Tia. Problem solved."

"You mean, like a barter?"

"That's exactly what I mean. Think about it."

The next moments were a flurry of activity as Bri was assessed, prodded, questioned, medicated, primped with surgical garb and prepped.

Ian smiled at her. Her vitals had calmed after he'd proposed the barter. It could work. He'd just have to be brutal with his time, which meant no entertaining, no socializing and definitely no dating.

Lisa rushed up, tying her mask. "I'm here, Ian. Shoo.


Bri hyperventilated at the O.R. doors. Understandable, since, according to Caleb, their mom died in surgery. Ian brushed fingers along Bri's hand. She clutched him in a death grip. "Please don't tell Caleb I broke my arm. I'm scared it'll distract him in combat. I can't lose another family member. He's all I have." Her raw voice disintegrated.

That she was more concerned for her brother than for herself hit Ian to the core.

He held on to her fingers as long as he could. He was already late for court, and her orthopedic surgeon waited not so patiently. But Bri's pleading eyes really got to him.

But, he had to get to court.

He also had to call her brother. If she had complications in surgery or under general anesthesia, they'd need directives from family. She'd be mad, but being a doctor wasn't a popularity contest. It meant making hard decisions that sometimes caused pain. He averted his gaze.

"Ian, Caleb can't know I'm in surgery. Okay?"

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Doctor to the Rescue 4.7 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 10 reviews.
LoraLeeBale More than 1 year ago
Cheryl Wyatt does it again. A lovely story about mending broken hearts, second chances, and a realistic look at coping with abusive situations and the hurt it can deal to families. Wyatt's writing and descriptions are beautiful. Well done!
GingerS219 More than 1 year ago
"Doctor to the Rescue" by Cheryl Wyatt is a wonderfully sweet romance. Two struggling people get together for their mutual benefit, only to fall in love. Simple formula for a romance and an exquisitely written story by Cheryl. We all know the guy and the girl fall in love; it's a given. The joy in reading the story comes from the struggles they overcome to get there both external and internal. Cheryl provides an engaging story that's easy to read and thoroughly enjoyable. I laughed and cried, and didn't want to put the book down.
diannashuford More than 1 year ago
A doctor, a daughter, and the girl next door… Definitely my new favorite Cheryl Wyatt book! Once I started reading it I didn’t want to put it down. Dr. Ian is the right mix of strength and tenderness. Bri is the perfect girl next door who falls for Ian’s daughter as Ian falls for Bri. Truly a story that will make you sigh. You don’t want to miss Ian’s and Bri’s story!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Good book!
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Bobbie6 More than 1 year ago
Many of the characters from the Doctor’s Devotion are in Doctor to the Rescue. Our hero and heroine are both struggling to make a way in the world, which always makes an interesting read. He is a young doctor as well as a single dad trying to juggle fatherhood and his duties at the trauma center. Our heroine is struggling with missing a brother on active duty with trying to save and restore a retreat center near the trauma center. When mishap brings the two together, they make a strange barter. The characters are developed throughout the story and the story itself holds your interest.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Stressed from overwork and frustrated with losing so much of his daughter's life while in active service, Ian's a single dad trying to build a relationship with Tia. Recently divorced, he covers for his ex-wife and determines not to make the matrimonial mistake again. Six months after ending an emotionally abusive relationship, Bri initially finds Ian's brooding temper much like that of her ex-boyfriend. Until she realizes that's just a symptom of the real hurt. I have enjoyed all of Cheryl Wyatt's books, this one included. The characters carry around so much emotional baggage and hurt from the past, you wonder how they'll ever reach their happily-ever-after, so you stay up past your bedtime just to find out. Even little Tia, Ian's daughter, rebels against her daddy, calling him Ian and lashing out at him for her mother's abandonment. Bri helps repair the relationship between Daddy and daughter. I especially like how the faith theme weaves gently throughout this book, for example, how Bri explains to Tia how God communicates. That was such a precious conversation. Probably the only beef I have with Doctor to the Rescue is that so much happened in the last few pages, that I felt it was a bit rushed. But that didn't detract from the story. Just made me wish it were longer. :-) Disclaimer: Thanks to Cheryl Wyatt for providing a free copy of this book in exchange for my fair and unbiased review.
Heart2Heart More than 1 year ago
Looking for a great romance book designed specifically for Christians, then look no further than Doctor to the Rescue by Cheryl Wyatt. This novel is part of the Love Inspired series from Harlequin, that's right you read it correctly. This is the second book, I've had the opportunity to read and review as part of the Eagle Point Emergency series and I absolutely love it! Cheryl gets you emotionally involved with the characters that she breathes life into and truly makes you root for a positively romantic outcome. In Doctor to the Rescue, we meet Bri Landis who is attempting to renovate her family's lodge that is facing foreclosure. Once considered a fine lake side retreat, it has fallen into a state of disrepair. Lacking the funds to hire contractors, she has to undertake the project herself while her brother Caleb is serving in the military. She is just about to make some headway when she falls nine feet from a ladder seriously breaking her arm. Knowing that the Eagle Point Trauma Center is within walking distance she attempts to make her way there but grows faint in the parking lot. It is there she meets Doctor Ian Shupe. Ian is the trauma centers anesthetist who immediately takes Bri into the hospital where it is determined she requires surgery to repair her arm. Besides being afraid of surgery since her mother died while going through it, she knows with a broken arm, she is about to lose her family business and home. Ian assures her that they can work out a barter system. He can work on the lodge if she can help care for his young daughter Tia, who's mother abandoned her. It's the perfect solution for both of them seeing as the lodge and the trauma center are close by. Since Ian is often called away unexpectedly, Bri assures him that with a background in teaching and day care skills she is more than up to the challenge. They both have a history of bad relationships in their past and are in no hurry to look for love any time soon. Yet what starts out as simply a business solution for both slowly turns their hardened hearts a little softer as Christmas nears and Bri begins to breakthrough Tia's tough shell she has put up to help her deal with loss and abandonment issues. Bri is making strides that Ian seems to struggle with and soon finds herself falling in love for the young girl. But how can she find a way to keep her distance from Tia without also falling for the young doctor as well who also appears to be changing? Will they find love after all? I received Doctor to the Rescue by Cheryl Wyatt compliments of Christian Fiction Blog Alliance and Harlequin Publishers for my honest review. I truly found this novel to be enchanting because I can honestly see how walls can be built up to keep our hearts from being hurt again but what we fail to understand is that by building that wall to keep ourselves from being hurt, we isolate ourselves from being able to feel anything at all. That is just what Ian and Bri have done and it takes a huge amount of effort and trust on both sides to begin to tear down the wall brick by brick. There are truly so many take away quotes from this book like when Bri finds herself going through struggle after struggle and begins to question her faith, her friend Kate tells her, "It's just a rough patch in your life right now. A bottleneck of stress always squeezes the most right before things push through." I can certainly relate. I easily give this novel a 5 out of 5 stars and can't wait for more for Cheryl in the future.
PattiJoM More than 1 year ago
Loved this book! Author Cheryl Wyatt has written a fast-paced romance with believeable characters that kept me turning pages. I honestly didn't want the story to end, and the day I began reading I stayed up WAY too late---couldn't put it down! A doctor home from combat, his young daughter, and a sweet, helpful neighbor are the perfect combination in this story---Highly recommended!
Amigagal More than 1 year ago
I found this book to be another wonderful read by Cheryl! Both character draw the reader in and keep you entertained until the end of the book! Dr. Ian has had a number of unfortunate experiences with his ex-wife and he's in no hurry to begin a new relationship but he has a daughter to raise now and doesn't know exactly how to go about that, especially since he's a busy doctor! He wants desperately to make up for the time they lost together without bad-mouthing her irresponsible mother but the young daughter has a hard time NOT wanting her mother who has deserted her. Enter, girl-next-door, Bri, who has a lot of "life problems" going on currently but wants to help out Dr. Ian with his young daughter by babysitting so he can fulfill his doctor responsibilities. Bri is just who the young girl needs but the doctor doesn't want to fall for her, although we know he will! Their relationship is honest, true to life and filled with characters from other books but could stand alone! The characters face real life issues and that's why it's a refreshing read. I enjoyed it very much!