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Blurb:

Abby Reid feels she’s been playing whack-a-problem for months. Her ex is behind on child support payments. Her angry teenage daughter. Her new business, a home care agency. All these areas vie for her attention. She believes she has solved the last major problem with the agency by firing her clinical supervisor, but this adds to her chores. Hoping the new patient, a private pay one will boost her spirits and bring success, she agrees to work the weekend day shift rather than call another agency and find the case being stolen. Will the new patient provide a break in the negative events in her life?

Doctor Jeff Grayson is the in-coming patient. He has been in town and working with his friend for a month. Jeff is a master of many things. At fifteen he started college and has degrees in English, Architecture and Computers. All this before medical school. He and his Harley met with a car and came out the losers. He’s a patient with casts on both legs and one on his left arm. Though his doctor recommends rehab, Jeff has a different idea. He is going home. Abby’s home health care agency is recommended. During their initial meeting, Jeff is snowed by pain medication and he falls in love with her voice. He has no idea of her appearance but he can dream and Abby is the object. When he wakes and meets her, will his dreams change?

Excerpt:

The low, sultry voice wove through the fog-induced by pain medication and touched a place deep inside Jeff Grayson. He struggled to open his eyes but felt as though the lids were weighted by coins. They used to do that but he wasn’t dead, just drugged. He stopped struggling and listened. The voice stroked and caressed like a healing balm applied to a burn.

“Dr. Grayson, can you hear me?”

“Jeff.” No way would he allow that voice to call him doctor. He opened his mouth. “Yes.”

“I’m Abby Reid from Home Caring. I understand you’ll soon be going home. Your doctor mentioned you will need nursing care.”

He nodded. At least he thought he had. The dose of Tylenol and Codeine had erased the little control he had over his battered body. Why should he fight the warmth stealing over his body? He would follow that smooth voice over a cliff and never protest.

“Dr. Grayson, do you know when you’ll be discharged?”

Why the formality? He had no desire for a professional relationship with her. He was Jeff. He had no reason to be a doctor today. A bark of laughter erupted. He had to answer the question. His scattered thoughts jelled. “Six days ago. No, tomorrow.”

“Are you capable of making decisions? If not, I’ll return later.”

“Don’t go.” He gathered his fuzzy thoughts. Decisions were his forte. He cared for patients and always knew which tests should be ordered. He grinned. “Try me.”

“I will.”

Jeff moistened his dry lips. The timbre of her voice seemed like a delicious treat he wanted to taste. The husky sounds rolled through his body making promises he wanted to believe.

“Dr. Grayson, I’ve questions but I don’t think this is a good time.”

“It is.” He had to keep her here. Another thought pierced the fog. His Harley. Probably scrap now.

Her voice pierced his wandering thoughts. Was the sweet seduction part of a drug-induced fantasy? He heard questions he couldn’t grasp.

“You can’t.”

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