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As a combat medic, saving lives isn’t an occupation, it’s my identity, a persona I’m struggling with as I wander from job to job, unable to commit to feeling anything for anyone, until Christine. So how exactly is it possible she manages to push my hot button within 20 minutes of our first therapy session? Because we have insane chemistry. Because she’s an excellent doctor. Because we’re destined to be one.

I used to pull her bright red pig tales when we were kids. Then she grew up, seemingly overnight, her body filling curvy, hypnotic hips and full, bountiful breasts. Her plump, sweet lips cherished me for hours in the back of my Chevy Camaro, lost to each other's blossoming bodies. But now, grief and misery weigh heavy on my aching heart. She cheated on me while I was at sea.

Amythest is inflaming my raging appetite for a woman. But rules are rules. No touching. Imagine the utter shock that courses through my stimulated body when this goddess saunters into my conference room a few days later. My cocksure attitude spectacularly backfires in my enamored face as she rebuffs my advances.

I never knew how desperately my bleeding heart was in need of repair, until I began to fail everyone in my life, especially my father. The squad convinced me to call in backup. What could go wrong having a nice middle-aged woman keep him company? Nothing. Except she’s a young, beautiful, sexy fire-engine-red-haired nurse. Our chemistry is instant, her compassion sweeping through my body as our paths begin to collide in an out of my house. But I didn’t see this coming. Neither did she.