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  DOCTOR ME UP

  Montana Cowboys 5

  Sandy Sullivan

  Erotic Romance

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  DOCTOR ME UP

  Montana Cowboys 5

  Sandy Sullivan

  Copyright © 2012

  Chapter One

  An explosion of shattering glass silenced the noisy terminal of Los Angeles International airport. Elizabeth Weston dropped the champagne bottle and fluted glasses she'd brought to celebrate her engagement to Armand Listolini into the large metal trashcan sitting near one of the pillars. Anger, disgust and frustration rolled down her back in a nauseating wave of sensation as she watch him step away from a tall, slender blonde. Never in a million years did she suspect he'd been cheating on her. Apparently he had. For how long? Right now, she didn't care. It was enough to know he cheated once.

  "You sorry son of a bitch!" she screamed, grabbing her perfect stiletto heel and throwing it at his head. Unfortunately, he quickly ducked as the heel careened on past him to lodge itself against the wall. How many women has he been with while he'd been with her? "Did you take your fuck buddy with you to New York, Ari?"

  "Elizabeth, calm down." With his hands stretched out in front of him, he almost looked sorry, whether for being caught or because he'd cheated, she wasn't sure.

  The pleading look didn't calm her, only fanned the flames of her anger. "Calm down my ass!"

  "Sweetheart, let me explain."

  "Explain what? You came down the escalator with your tongue down her throat. What's there to explain?" She laughed hysterically as she hobbled on one heel back and forth in front of the baggage claim. The plan to surprise him was tossed in the trashcan along with the expensive champagne she'd bought to celebrate. "Or maybe you want to explain the receipt to Coleman's on your desk? The one I thought might be for an engagement ring since we've been fucking for over a year." The other heel sailed toward his head. Her aim missed. The shoe bounced off his chest, leaving the imprint of her heel on his expensive suit. "Instead you gave a bauble to her."

  His expression screamed boredom at her antics and it did nothing but fuel her fury to raging. "Really, Elizabeth. Hysteria doesn't become you." He absently swiped at the dirt on his jacket.

  She flicked a glance to the woman at his side wearing a matching expression. A gorgeous emerald and diamond necklace at her slim throat. The bitch. Blonde, stunning and tall, the designer dress hugging her curves to show off each dip and valley to perfection, made Elizabeth hate her all the more.

  "Hysteria? You want to see hysteria. I'm just getting started, buddy." With both hands firmly planted on her hips, she pulled her lip back in a snarl. "I'm a redneck girl from Montana, remember? The one apparently not good enough for the likes of
you, well guess what? You can have your painted up, botoxed until she explodes, fake boobs and liposuctioned bimbo. I'm done with your ass. Take your pencil dick and shove it up her ass from now on. I do hope he's better in bed with you than with me, honey, because he sure lacked for any imagination."

  Not aware of the crowd gathering, she flushed when a round of applause rippled through the group. At this point, she didn't give a shit about the scene she made especially looking back at Ari again. His complexion had turned a ruddy color instead of the even tan he usually sported. Hopefully he'd burn in hell for his cheating ways. Or maybe his dick would fall off. One could always hope for the best.

  "You'll be sorry you made such a scene, Elizabeth."

  "Sorry? Seriously?" She shook her head as she laughed. "Shall I call a few of my friends from redneckville Montana and have them come out here to kick your ass for you? I'm sure my brother and his friend Kale would love to use you as a punching bag for a few rounds." A sobering thought crossed her mind. "I should have known." Pressing her lips together, she looked up at the ceiling for a moment as tears gathered in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. Never in a million years would she let him know how much this hurt. "All the time we've been together was a game for you. See how long you can tie up the backwoods girl in a knot while you're fucking your newest investor on the side."

  "Did you think I would be interested in something long term with you?" He snorted, making her want to punch him. "You're a nobody from a small ranching community in Montana, Elizabeth. I, on the other hand, own a large international shipping company. I need someone on my arm who can keep up with me in style, poise and mannerisms. You, although you are hot between the sheets, are a country girl to the bone. You wear T-shirts to bed. You insist on doing yard work. You want to own a horse!"

  She moved so she stood within arm's reach of him. "I may be a country girl, but don't fuck with me." Despite the skimpy black dress, primping all day with hair done just so, makeup perfectly applied, mani and pedi at the salon, she'd stood ready to receive the surprise she knew was coming when Ari returned from New York, not the shock of a lifetime. With her hand clenched in a fist, she pulled back her arm and let the punch fly hoping she connected with something—maybe knock a tooth out.

  Pain screamed up her arm as she watched Ari stumble back to land on his butt. "Shit, that hurt." She shook her hand, grimacing. After she spun on her bare feet, she headed for the front door of the airport to retrieve her car. Let him suck eggs through a straw for the next couple of days. Fucking bastard. "How dare he use me like this."

  Tears streamed down her cheeks, dripping off the end of her chin. She really thought he loved her and she loved him, didn't she? Real passion didn't exist except in fairytales. Men didn't illicit those types of feelings in her. She just figured she couldn't get sexually aroused like most woman. The scrape of a man's hand over her skin, the brush of his kiss on her lips, his tongue lightly flicking against her mouth before taking the kiss he wanted, those things might turn her on if she ever felt them, but so far she just tolerated sex.

  Only one man ever got her blood pumping and her skin tingling.

  "I imagined the whole thing, I'm sure. Yeah, his kiss was nice, but really…" She shook her head and wiped her face, refusing to cry anymore over Ari-the-asshole or her mysterious masked stranger—the man she met six months ago on her last trip back to Red Rock for that fateful Halloween Ball. If she admitted it to herself, the man had left her with nothing more than a toe-curling kiss before walking out of her life. She'd never learned his name or anything about him other than he stood approximately six feet tall with broad shoulders strikingly emphasized in his tuxedo jacket. Had the most gorgeous blue eyes she'd ever seen on a man and the softest chestnut colored hair she'd ever run her fingers through. No one she'd asked the rest of the evening seemed to know who he was.

  "I left there, turning my back on the toe-curling kiss and went home even though it was to a man I thought I loved. I played right into Ari's self-centered attitude by go back to him and his cheating ways."

  She'd flown home the next day. Back to her life, school in Los Angeles—back to the man she thought loved her and planned to ask her to marry him soon. Enough is enough. I'll finish my degree before heading somewhere back toward home to do my residency. When I'm done, I can open my practice anywhere I want.

  Red Rock was home—had been since her family moved there, helping to establish the town. Westons and Dunns were founding families. Everyone knew them and respected their leadership in the community. She'd been the successful daughter. Moving to Los Angeles, getting her medical degree had been her dream from the time she could remember. She wanted the loving husband, white picket fence, two point five kids and a dog.

  Hell, who was she kidding? Being a doctor wasn't going to allow for a normal life. There would be long hours, midnight phone calls, extended rotations, but taking care of people was her life passion. She couldn't imagine doing anything else.

  The moment her car came into view, she hit the button in her hand to unlock the doors. Once inside, she grabbed a napkin out of the glove compartment to wipe the mascara from under her eyes. "Great. Just fucking great."

  She grabbed her cell phone from her purse to dial her sister-in-law. Natalie hated Ari even though they'd met only once when Cade and Nat had come out to California to visit a year ago.

  "Hey sis. What's up?"

  After a huge, noisy sniffle, she said, "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

  "What happened?"

  "Ari came home from New York."

  The impatient huff on the other end of the line revealed how much Natalie wanted to hear the news. "So?"

  "He's been seeing someone else."

  "Oh, Liz. I'm sorry, honey. I know how much you must be hurting."

  Incredibly, Natalie actually sounded sorry. "You aren't going to say I told you so?"

  "Of course I am, but not right now." After a long bout of silence only broken by her occasional sniffing, Natalie said, "Okay, I told you so, but I'm glad you found out now. Honey, he's not worth your tears."

  "I know, Nat, it's just I really thought he was the one. You know? Even if there weren't fireworks."

  "There should be. Don't settle for less." A small snort followed as the words left her mouth.

  "I've never felt scorched by someone's touch before. It's pleasant, but not something I would write home to mom about."

  "If you're with the right man, you'll have the fire, the excitement. Though maybe you wouldn't want to tell your mom even if she were still alive. A girl has to have her secrets."

  Should I ask? The two of them seemed so happy and so in love, sometimes they make me sick.

  "Go ahead. Ask, Liz. You know you want to."

  "All right. Is everything all sparks and light up the night sky between you two?"

  "Of course. It's been exciting and fulfilling from the moment I laid eyes on him after so many years. His kiss curls my toes. Everything tingles like an electric charge."

  "I wish," she murmured.

  "You'll find the right guy, Liz. When you do, it'll be the same for you." Natalie laughed. "I have an idea. Come home for a few days. It'll be nice to catch up. You know, spend some time with you."

  "I have two more weeks of classes and graduation."

  "Then you can come home with us after graduation. You know we'll be there."

  "I knew I could count on you, Nat."

  "I love you, Liz. You know I'd do anything for you."

  * * * *

  Two weeks later Elizabeth stepped out of her car, stretching her back to relieve the kinks from the long drive. The trip from Los Angeles back to Red Rock with all her stuff sucked. Several days with nothing but her own company just wasn't a nice trip. Hot, sticky and sweaty, Elizabeth couldn't wait to stand under the shower to wash the grime from her body in the lovely spray of water calling to her.

  The expanse of the Double D Ranch stretched for miles in several different d
irections, almost reaching the mountains or so it seemed. The question of how much land they actually had crossed her lips one day as she rode in silence next to her mother. The woman was feminine to the core but it never stopped her from being the epitome of a rancher's wife, living her life at her husband's side, raising their children and loving the land. When the answer came, Elizabeth couldn't fathom the miles of land stretched in front of her as belonging to her family.

  The one story ranch house with the wraparound porch called her like a mother's lullaby, whispering words of comfort and longing to have her home. Tears pricked the back of her eyelids. Her mother wouldn't be here to greet her this time. Grief still stung at the loss so early in life. It wasn't fair. She'd never get to see her grandchildren, never be able to watch her daughters marry—missing out on all the simple pleasures in life living in God's country.

  Sunlight streamed down from the sky, lighting everything in a soft, yellow glow. Blue skies with white puffy clouds rolling lazily by, wiped the sadness away momentarily as she took in the changes since the last time she'd been there. Freshly painted fences gleamed in the sun and new shutters on the house brought the homey feeling in as the old rocking chairs on the porch reminded her she was home. She couldn't wait to gallop across the open fields on a powerful horse again. It had been too long since she felt the bunch of muscles of a horse beneath her, the breeze in her hair and the freedom of racing the wind.

  "Elizabeth!" her father yelled from the barn as he walked toward her before he wrapped her in a warm hug.