Christine Flynn - Dr. Mom And The Millionaire

A DOCTOR’S VOW (SE #1293)

by Christine Rimmer,

THEIR LITTLE PRINCESS (SE #1298)

by Susan Mallery,

DR. MOM AND THE MILLIONAIRE (SE #1304)

by Christine Flynn,

She hadn’t expected him to force her hand. “Well,” she started, “you’re my patient. It wouldn’t be professional.”

“So I’m your patient. I’m also the brother of friends of yours. There’s nothing unprofessional about you staying at my house. I won’t even be there,” he argued.

Eyeing her tightly crossed arms, he reached toward her and slipped his fingers around her exposed wrist. As he did, his knuckles brushed the soft undercurve of her breast. At the intimate contact, their eyes locked, something electric happening between them. Her breath hitched.

No, he wouldn’t be there, but how she wished he would be.…

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admits to being interested in just about everything, which is why she considers herself fortunate to have turned her interest in writing into a career. She feels that a writer gets to explore it all and, to her, exploring relationships—especially the intense, bittersweet or even lighthearted relationships between men and women—is fascinating.

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Epilogue

Dr. Alexandra Larson had a fantasy. It was decidedly tame, as fantasies went, but she’d never regarded herself as terribly creative or adventurous. She didn’t even have what she considered any real sense of style. She just played it safe. She wore her dark hair short, her make-up soft and her clothes either simply tailored or loose, depending on her mood or what was handy. And she always shied away from the extravagant, the outrageous or the truly indulgent.

She considered her little daydream the ultimate indulgence.

In it, she was alone. In a hot bath. The kind of bath a woman had to carefully ease into while aromatic steam fogged the room, beaded on her chest and filled her lungs. The kind where skin pinked and knotted muscles relaxed in the liquid heat, and the mind emptied of everything but the knowledge that all she had to do was…soak.

She savored that image, lingered over the details, letting her mind drift to it as she ran between surgery, hospital rounds, clinic appointments, day care and, occasionally, the vet.

She’d been caught indulging in it when her pager had gone off as she’d pulled into her driveway forty minutes ago. It was her thirty-second birthday. She should have been able to toy with the thoughts a little longer. Instead, she was scrubbing in for surgery with barrel-chested Ian Whitfield, one of the trauma doctors from emergency, and the fantasy of aromatic steam had given way to the reality of antibacterial scrub.

“What can you tell me?” she asked, working lather from her fingertips to beyond her elbows. “I was only told that we have a thirty-four-year-old male with a compound femur. Are we dealing with anything else?”

“CT shows no concussion or other internal injuries. The compound break in the left leg is the worst of it. That’s why I asked for the orthopedic surgeon on call.”

Between the green cap covering the man’s receding hair-line and the band of white mask obliterating the bottom half of his ruddy face, only his bespectacled eyes were visible. They narrowed, light bouncing off his lenses, as he shook his head. “That’s one lucky man in there. According to the paramedics, a truck blew a light and nailed him full on the driver’s door.”

“He was driving?”

“Apparently.”

That meant the victim had borne the brunt of the impact. Alex stored that detail as she reached for a brush to work under her short, unpolished nails. The force of that impact also explained how such a strong bone had penetrated the lower thigh.