Wednesday, October 19, 2022

The Aries Libra Connection - hero #MFRWHooks #BWLAuthor #romance #medical #union #management

 

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BLURB:

Jenessa is Aries, a nurse, union advocate and likes a good fight.

Eric is Libra, Director of Nursing, and believes in compromise.

Can these two find a way to uncover the underhanded events at the hospital? They’re on opposite sides but the attraction between them is strong. She’s a widow who fought to save her husband’s life during a code. She feels guilty because the love she and her husband shared had died before his death. He assisted at the code but he feels guilty since he was the one who was responsible for the short staffing the night her husband died.

Now they face falling in love and trying to solve the problems between the nurse’s union and the president of the hospital’s Board who wants a take over of the hospital by his hospital group. Is their connection strong enough to survive?






EXCERPT:

Eric emerged from the tree-sheltered path and stopped to let a herd of children charge past. Where was Sam and where was the ball field? His buddy had volunteered him as first base umpire for the game between the nurses and a team from the other departments.

“Eric, over here.”

He jogged toward the picnic table where Sam sat. The children returned. With the adroitness he’d once displayed on the football field, he twisted and evaded until he cleared the crowd.

“Just like old times, my man.” Sam’s brown hand slapped Eric’s.

“Hardly. Where’s your gaudy uniform?” When Eric had played football, Sam had been a member of the marching band. He’d also been pianist for the jazz ensemble. Eric rested his hands on his thighs until he caught his breath. “I’m too old for this.”

Sam laughed. “At thirty-two? In five minutes, I guarantee you’ll be rejuvenated.”

“About the game. Fun or serious?”

“A bit of both.” Sam slid from the table. “The captain and pitcher for the nurses is intense. She likes to win.”

“Is this a warning?”

Sam’s laughter rolled the way his fingers moved along the piano keys. “You’ll see. Wait ‘til you see her legs. Long and lean and stretching forever. Simone threatened to blacken my eyes if I leer. Grab a beer and let’s go.”

When Eric reached the field, he forgot the beer. The hospital’s problems vanished. He put the beer on the ground several yards from first base and stared at the pitcher. Sam had been on target.

He studied her exceptional legs until they vanished beneath brief red shorts. His stare lingered on the white tee shirt that clung to her small, yet perfect, breasts. Sunlight caught the red glints in her brown hair and turned them into flames. As she moved from the mound, his body reacted. How was he going to remember he was her boss?

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3 comments:

Lisabet Sarai said...

You've already managed to set up the conflict. Well done.

Daryl Devoré said...

He's in for it. No way is he going to forget that visual while he's being her boss.

Tena Stetler said...

What a conundrum. He won't forget that visual as her boss.