Flirting with the Doc of Her Dreams
Книга "Flirting with the Doc of Her Dreams", авторами которой являются Литагент HarperCollins EUR}, Janice Lynn, представляет собой захватывающую работу в жанре Современная зарубежная литература. В этом произведении автор рассказывает увлекательную историю, которая не оставит равнодушными читателей.
Автор мастерски воссоздает атмосферу напряженности и интриги, погружая читателя в мир загадок и тайн, который скрывается за хрупкой поверхностью обыденности. С прекрасным чувством языка и виртуозностью сюжетного развития, Литагент HarperCollins EUR позволяет читателю погрузиться в сложные эмоциональные переживания героев и проникнуться их судьбами. EUR настолько живо и точно передает неповторимые нюансы человеческой психологии, что каждая страница книги становится путешествием в глубины человеческой души.
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‘Fun, witty and sexy …A heartfelt, sensual and compelling read.’
—Goodreads Review on NYC ANGELS: HEIRESS’S BABY SCANDAL
‘A sweet and beautiful romance that will steal your heart.’
—HarlequinJunkie.com on NYC ANGELS: HEIRESS’S BABY SCANDAL
JANICE LYNN has a Masters in Nursing from Vanderbilt University, and works as a nurse practitioner in a family practice. She lives in the southern United States with her husband, their four children, their Jack Russell—appropriately named Trouble—and a lot of unnamed dust bunnies that have moved in since she started her writing career.
To find out more about Janice and her writing visit www.janicelynn.com
Some time back I reconnected with a friend who met a man online, fell in love with him before she’d ever met him in person, and is now happily married to him with two kids. Since then I’ve been thinking about how technology has changed the way people find each other in this crazy, busy world we live in, and how individual love stories begin in so many ways. My friend met her man online, felt a spark, and quickly began texting that led to sexting, and their in-person relationship developed from there. The sexting someone you’d never met intrigued me, because of the trust that would have to be involved before I’d ever risk doing that.
Much like myself, Nurse Beth Taylor can’t imagine ever sexting or sending risqué photographs of herself. Actually, she can’t even imagine anyone in her life who would send her a sext. So when she gets a late-night photo of some washboard abs she’s convinced it’s her best friend pulling a prank on her. How is she to know when she texts back that she’s actually texting her fantasy guy?
If Dr Eli Randolph’s ex-girlfriend was as perfect for him as everyone kept telling him, why wasn’t he able to take that last step with her? He had to be the problem. Only when he sends an accidental text never meant to be sent—and to the wrong woman at that—he finds himself quickly caught up in an excitement he hasn’t felt in for ever. Texting isn’t enough. Eli wants the real thing. Only how does he recover a relationship that started with a text meant for another woman?
I hope you enjoy Eli and Beth’s story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Drop me an email at [email protected] to share your thoughts about their romance, about how our cyber world has changed romance, or just to say hello.
Happy reading!
Janice
To Michael. Thanks for making me believe in happily ever after when I’d forgotten how. I love you.
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ROLLING OVER IN bed and grabbing her cellular phone off the nightstand, sleepy-eyed nurse Beth Taylor squinted at the lit screen.
Who’d be texting her at …? She registered the time at just before midnight and winced. She’d just pulled two twelve-hour ICU shifts that had each been more along the line of sixteen hours. Exhausted, she’d hit the sack minutes after getting home.
The last thing she’d been expecting had been to be awakened by a text message. The phone number wasn’t one she recognized. If this was some sales advertisement she was going to scream.
Fighting a yawn, and her vision blurred with sleep, she touched the screen, opening the message.
Hello. If that was for sale, sign her up.
All traces of sleep vanishing, she stared at the text. More aptly at the photo burning her screen.
Burning her eyes into flaming orbs.
Wow.
She glanced at the number again and racked her brain, trying to figure out who the number belonged to.
Not one she knew.
Neither were those abs any she’d ever had the pleasure of setting eyes on in person. Ha, not even close. She only wished some hot guy would send her a picture like that. Sadly, hot or not, this was the closest she’d gotten to a bare male body outside the hospital—and that so didn’t count—since her break-up with Barry almost a year ago.
Okay, so the truth was she didn’t want some random hot guy to sext her, neither did she want her ex to sext her, text her, or anything else. It was one scorching hot man in particular she wanted paying her attention. Unfortunately, he already had an equally hot girlfriend and didn’t know Beth existed. Still, Dr. Eli Randolph was her fantasy guy, had been from the first time she’d seen him smile the day she’d started at Cravenwood Hospital a few months ago.
She wasn’t quite sure what it was about him that had hooked her so intently. Yes, he was total eye candy, but it was something beyond his looks, something deeper, something about the glimmer in his eyes, the sincerity in his laugh, the kindness with which he dealt with his patients and coworkers, and, yes, the warmth of his smile. She really liked the man’s smile. Then there was the outer packaging to all that inner wonderfulness that just made her knees weak. Eli was the whole package.
