Wendy Marcus - NYC Angels - Tempting Nurse Scarlet

Dear Reader

I am thrilled to have been asked to provide Book Six in this eight-book continuity about Angel Mendez Children’s Hospital, set in New York City, just a few hours from my home. It was an honour to work with the wonderfully talented authors who contributed to this series.

My story is about Scarlet, the head nurse of the hospital’s NICU—Neonatal Intensive Care Unit—and Lewis, the head of the hospital’s paediatric emergency room.

Since I have no first-hand knowledge of NICUs, this book took quite a bit of research to pull off. But I love learning new things, and now have a healthy respect for the hard-working nurses and doctors who provide care to the tiniest of patients and their families.

In this story I touch on the issue of adoption—a topic near and dear to my heart as I was adopted. It takes a special person willing to make a lifetime commitment to adopting, taking care of and loving another person’s child from birth through adulthood, or anywhere in between. I hope I did the storyline justice.

I love to hear from readers! Please contact me at Wendy@WendySMarcus.com

Thank you for buying and reading my books.

Wishing you all good things

Wendy S. Marcus

www.millsandboon.co.uk

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This book is dedicated to men and women around the world who have found room in their hearts to love and nurture someone else’s child and in the process make them their own—like my parents did . With special thanks to my wonderfully supportive editor, Flo Nicoll . I don’t know how I’d make it from the beginning to The End without your guidance and encouragement. You are an absolute gem! And to my loving family for making me food, for making me laugh, and for making me proud. And, in case you’re wondering, yes, my husband does read my books!

NYC Angels Children’s doctors who work hard and love even harder… in the city that never sleeps! Step into the world of NYC Angels and enjoy two new stories a month

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This month cheery physiotherapist Molly Shriver melts the icy barricades around hotshot surgeon Dan Morris’s damaged heart in:

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Then, in May, newly single (and strictly off-limits!)

Chloe Jenkins makes it very difficult for drop-dead-gorgeous Brad Davis to resist temptation…!

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And after meeting single dad Lewis Jackson, tough-cookie Head Nurse Scarlet Miller wonders if she’s finally met her match…

NYC ANGELS: TEMPTING NURSE SCARLET

by Wendy S. Marcus

Finally join us in June, when bubbly new nurse Polly Seymour is the ray of sunshine brooding doc Johnny Griffin needs in:

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by Lynne Marshall

And Alex Rodriguez and Layla Woods come back into each other’s orbit, trying to fool the buzzing hospital grapevine that the spark between them has died. But can they convince each other?

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SCARLET MILLER, head nurse of the NICU—Neonatal Intensive Care Unit—at Angel Mendez Children’s Hospital, lovingly referred to as Angel’s by the staff, walked onto the brand new, now fully functioning unit she’d played a key role in designing and creating, feeling more at home than she did anywhere else. Feeling proud of all she and her wonderful colleagues had accomplished, during her four years as a manager—national recognition for providing the highest level of care available for sick and premature newborns with one of the lowest mortality rates in the U.S. A high tech yet caring, state of the art yet warm and welcoming sixty-two bed unit that the residents of New York City and its surrounding areas kept at or near full capacity on a regular basis.

“Looks like someone finally had herself a hot weekend,” Linda, one of her older nurses said, walking up beside her. At least she wasn’t complaining about the switch from the open floor plan of their old setup to the mostly private rooms of their new wing.

“If by someone you’re referring to me.” Scarlet stopped at the nurses’ station, took the pink message slips held up by one of the unit secretaries and gave the young woman a smile of thanks before turning back to Linda. “And if by hot you’re referring to my oppressive, sweat-drenched, Saturday night of misery, the hottest eleventh day of May ever recorded in Weehawken, New Jersey, during which I spent more than sixteen hours without power ergo without air conditioning, then yes. I did indeed have a hot weekend.”

“Uh oh.” Linda glanced toward a huge vase filled with at least two dozen long-stemmed red roses and accenting ferns perched on the counter to their left.

“Uh oh what?” Scarlet asked.

“I told you we shouldn’t do it,” Ashley, the young secretary said, shaking her head.

Scarlet looked at her. “Do what?”

Cindy, one of her newest nurses, who’d been observing patient monitors and video feeds as part of her orientation, looked up over the counter and pointed to a rectangular golden box of chocolates, the cover askew.

“Would someone please tell me what’s going on?” Scarlet didn’t have time to play around, she needed to get back to work after a morning of meetings and greet the family of their newest micro-preemie, baby girl Gupta, born at twenty-six weeks, one pound, thirteen ounces, thirteen inches long, who’d arrived during her absence.

“We thought they were yours,” Cindy said.

“What—?”

“The flowers. And the chocolates,” she clarified.

“Why…” would they think someone had sent her red roses, the floral symbol of love and passion, typically given by men to their wives, girlfriends, and lovers, when she practically lived at the hospital, and hadn’t had a man in her life since… Hmmm. Since…