Prescription for Desire

Since the death of her husband three years ago, Dr. Raven Arrington has found herself in the same mundane routine. Needing a change of scenery, she escapes to a little town outside of Buenos Aries to temporarily work at a medical facility. Raven didn’t realize what prescription for medicine she needed until she meets Chief of Staff, Dr. Armand Phillips. With just the right dose of desire, the gray-eyed, sinfully suave doctor awakens a part of her she’d suppressed.

Armand knows having a fling with a co-worker is a prescription for trouble, but the older, sophisticated doctor is like no other woman he’s met. He’s used to no responsibilities outside of his career and loves his freedom to travel wherever needed. However, Armand is willing to sacrifice it all in order to make Raven his—despite her reservations—and to give her what she wants more than anything.

Prescription for Desire is the fourth book in the Arrington Family Series.

Prescription for Desire

By

Candace Shaw

Copyright © May 2014 by Candace Shaw

Edited by Melissa M. Ringsted

Shaw Press

Atlanta, Georgia

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Chapter One

When her twin brother casually asked her to do him a favor, Dr. Raven Arrington was expecting something like check his mail while he’s out of town, give advice on a patient, or walk his dog if he had one. However, flying halfway across the world to Argentina wasn’t exactly what she expected to hear.

Raven ran her eyes over her checklist one more time to verify she had everything she needed for the next few months. She was still surprised that she’d promised her brother, Dr. Cannon Arrington, that she would go to Ghilaua, a small town outside of Buenos Aires, to fill in for the Ob-Gyn position while the board searched for another one. Cannon was the CEO and one of the founders of Doctors Unlimited, an organization that built medical clinics in areas that were without proper medical care or full service facilities.

As a partner in her family’s medical practice, Arrington Family Specialists, Raven didn’t feel comfortable leaving her own patients to tend to some on another continent. However, a part of her longed for some type of escape and change, so she jumped at the opportunity after taking only a few hours to mull it over. Now, one week after he’d asked, she was packed and ready for a change in her accustomed routine.

Yawning, she threw her ereader into her carry-on bag and grabbed it from her bed. Just as she headed downstairs, the doorbell chimed. She knew Cannon would be on time so she could make her five-thirty flight at Memphis International Airport. Raven wasn’t exactly a morning person, so she was glad when she opened the door and Cannon handed her a coffee and a small bag.

He slid her carry-on bag from her shoulder and unto his. Caramel macchiato, with two shots of espresso and no whip cream. Plus, a turkey bacon, spinach, and cheese croissant sandwich all made by my lovely wife.

Thank you, big brother, she said, sipping the coffee and inhaling deeply. It was just what she needed to wake her up and to stop her pre-flight jitters. Raven loved to travel but wasn’t fond of flying.

No, thank you for being able to help me out at the last minute. Cannon turned and stopped in the doorway, staring at the five suitcases sitting on the foyer floor. Chuckling, he shook his head as he popped the trunk of his BMW with his remote key. I said two months, not two years. His almond-shaped cinnamon eyes, which matched hers, twinkled with amusement.

You said be prepared for all weather conditions. It may be fall here, but its spring in Buenos Aires even though it’s October. Plus, one of the suitcases is empty. I plan on doing some major shopping while there.

You really need to go to a shop-a-holics anonymous meeting. In fact, I’ll drive you, he joked, rolling the biggest suitcase out of the house but turned back toward her. Since I have a key, I’ll just clean out your closets while you’re gone.

Not funny. Raven playfully punched his upper arm just as she always had since they were children. Not funny, at all.

She proceeded to walk around her home one more time, making sure all of the doors and windows were secure. Luckily, she’d just had cameras installed on all of the outside doors and would be able to monitor her home just by looking at her cell phone or tablet. Plus, Cannon lived on the next street over if anything was amiss.

Ready? Cannon asked as Raven returned to the foyer and grabbed her purse and breakfast from the credenza.

Yep. Just need to set the alarm.

And Sahara is already gone?

Raven nodded, taking her keys from the hook near the door. I dropped her off at Shelbi’s home last night since you wouldn’t dog sit. Sahara was the two-year-old Pomeranian that Cannon had given to her as a birthday gift.

I prefer big dogs. You can’t play catch with a little, yappy dog.

Whatever. I’ll meet you in the car. She pushed him out and shut the front door to set the alarm.

A few hours later, Raven was buckled in her first class seat. Staring out the window as the plane took off, she reflected about her life at the present moment. She never thought in all of her thirty-nine years she would run off to assist with a medical clinic in Ghilaua. That was Cannon’s life, not hers. However, her life hadn’t gone according to the blueprint she’d laid out for herself when she was a teenager. Raven was organized and planned every aspect of her existence. Go to college. Go to medical school. Become an Ob-Gyn at the family’s medical practice. Get married and have two children; a girl and a boy.

Everything had been perfect when she met police officer Howard Smith almost four years ago. She was rushing to the hospital to deliver a baby when he pulled her over for speeding. Once she explained why she was in a hurry, he let her go. After Raven delivered the baby, she was surprised to see Howard seated in the waiting room to ask her out on a date. They ate dinner in the hospital thirty minutes later since she had another patient who was due to deliver that night. The following evening, they went on a real date and married a year a later. Unfortunately, he died in the line of duty three months after their wedding. Raven had been devastated, especially since she’d discovered she was a month pregnant with twins just a few days before his death, but was going to wait until Father’s Day to tell him. She miscarried the following month, but the only person that knew of the pregnancy was her mother and her best friend Taylor.

After a brief mourning period, she went back to work and carried on with her life as it was before Howard. Now she was going through the same routines, including wearing a pleasant smile to let the world know she was fine. However, on the inside, she was a horrible wreck.

When Cannon presented the opportunity to go away—or rather, escape for two months—she was grateful for the change. Change was good. Right? She wasn’t quite sure, but Raven welcomed the distraction that Cannon suggested she’d needed for the last few years.

After landing and making it through customs at Ministro Pistarini International Airport, Raven headed to the baggage claim area. There, she was supposed to meet one of the nurses from the clinic who was going to drive her to Ghilaua, which was an hour or so from Buenos Aires.

As Raven observed the crowded airport where people were speaking in English, Spanish, and Portuguese, her eyes rested on a good-looking man who was also gazing about as well. She glanced at the bags on the baggage belt, but her eyes kept pulling toward the devastatingly handsome man. He wasn’t overly tall or short. She figured right around six feet tall even though he had a commanding presence, and if he’d been any shorter, it wouldn’t matter. He had an air of confidence, which made him stand out more than anyone in the vicinity.

His light blue dress shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and khaki pants weren’t doing a good job of hiding a well-defined and muscular physique. His golden-coated skin had been kissed by the sun for she could see a faint tan line on his under arm. Other women were noticing him as well, either nodding or winking at him. He seemed to love the attention, and when he flashed a charming smile her way, Raven found herself releasing one as well. Her breasts tingled and heat rushed through her veins as his sexy gaze lingered on her face. She couldn’t believe she was lusting over a stranger—a ruggedly handsome one—but stranger nonetheless

Remembering where she was, she turned away from the mesmerizing sight, especially when he approached a young lady whose eyes brightened with acknowledgement.

Lucky girl. I guess he found who he was looking for.

Raven sighed and laughed at herself for actually staring so hard and long at a man she would never meet. Besides, she was there to work, not start a romantic affair in another country … even though her baby sister Shelbi did suggest she find an Argentine hunk. However, that guy was apparently spoken for.

She pulled her first bag off of the belt and sat it at her feet. She saw two more on their way and reached out to grab them.

Excuse me, miss? a baritone, American voice questioned behind her. She hated traveling alone for the fear of strangers approaching her, especially when she was trying to keep one eye on her luggage at her feet and the other eye on the belt. She looked over her shoulder, and her heart stopped. A pair of sinfully sexy gray eyes stared down at her. It was the jaw-dropping stranger she’d been ogling over just a minute ago.

Um … yes? she managed to croak out along with stifling a gulp.

Sorry to bother you, but I’m Dr. Armand Phillips. Would you happen to be Dr. Raven Arrington? His smile and tone were desperate, yet quite pleasant.

Oh, Dr. Phillips. She immediately put on her professional hat, nodding knowingly at the familiarity of his name and shaking his hand. He was recently named the chief of staff since the last one had managed to embezzle thousands of dollars and was currently sitting in a prison cell. Nice to meet you. I was expecting one of the nurses. Raven turned back toward the belt to retrieve her last bag and hide her embarrassment, but he reached out and grabbed it. She was grateful because it was the heaviest one, plus to witness his arm muscles tighten was a welcomed sight.

I know, but Cannon called and said you had a lot of luggage. He asked if I could meet you instead, and mentioned he would inform you.

He probably did, Raven said, remembering she hadn’t turned her cell phone back on once her flight had landed. My cell isn’t on.

He said you had curly, brownish red hair with gold highlights and was about 5’7, so I’ve been approaching every woman in here that fits that description.

She nodded her head with a smirk. Yes … I noticed.

He should’ve just said the most beautiful woman that I’ll ever lay my eyes on. He paused as he stepped into her personal space. Then I would’ve immediately approached you.

His sexy, seductive tone awakened a desire in her that she’d suppressed for the past few years. However, his charming personality was borderline arrogant and the mild flirting he bestowed, while flattering, wasn’t what she had in mind when she agreed to help her brother. She knew she’d been thinking wicked thoughts about the man some moments ago, but that was before she knew who he was. Now that she did, she needed to nip this in the bud quick before she broke her rule of mixing business with pleasure. The last thing she needed was to fall for her superior.

Look, Dr. Phillips, she started in a curt tone, while I appreciate the compliment, I didn’t come all this way to be flirted with. So let’s remain professional while I’m here.

He nodded in agreement and stepped away from her. Forgive me. That was completely out of line.

His gray eyes lingered on her face briefly, and Raven had to suppress another gulp. The man was gorgeous, and she was slightly disappointed about her rule. However, falling for a man halfway across the world wasn’t in her plans especially with her boss.

I’m going to go grab a luggage cart for all of your suitcases, he said, waving his hand in their direction with a slight smirk before strolling away.

After loading her luggage into the trunk of his red Ford 150, they’d remained silent since she’d shot down his flirtatious remark. Except for a few questions about the distance to Ghilaua, Raven kept her eyes on the road and the scenery ahead. Meanwhile, out of the corner of her left eye, she noticed Dr. Phillips stealing glances her way as if he was searching for something to say. The last thing she wanted was for either of them to feel uncomfortable