Doctor Difficult and the nurse who can tame him
ER nurse Paige Winters has a knack for working with difficult Dr. Luke Sherman. But when the demanding physician oversteps one too many times, Paige snaps and gives the doctor a dose of his own bitter medicine, then transfers out of the ER. So why is she so miserable? And why can’t she stop thinking about handsome Luke?
Luke is stunned by Paige’s anger...and the truth in her words. Now that she’s gone, he’s missing his best nurse and teammate. Paige was the one person who could light up his days. And Luke realizes Paige is the only prescription he’s ever needed. But can the smitten doctor convince her that love really is the best medicine?
Suddenly he was smiling and the response felt good.
He felt good, and that didn’t make sense. None at all.
He said, “We’re all entitled to get angry once in a while.”
“Yes. Once in a while.”
He chuckled, and the sound caused her brows to arch with surprise. Her reaction made him realize she’d probably never heard him laugh before, and the idea stunned him.
She unexpectedly rose to her feet and carried her mug over to the cabinet area as though she was preparing to leave. Luke was promptly overcome with disappointment.
“There’s no need for you to be afraid and rush off, Paige. I do know how to laugh. I promise I’ve not taken some sort of Jekyll-and-Hyde potion.”
Even though there was a few feet of space between them, he could see a dark blush stain her cheeks. The idea that he’d caused the heat in her face reminded him of just how long it had been since he’d had any sort of personal exchange with a woman. For the past five years he’d been a dead man. But life had suddenly and unexpectedly started flowing through him again. All thanks to this redheaded goddess standing in front of him.
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Her Kind of Doctor
Stella Bagwell
After writing more than eighty books for Mills & Boon, STELLA BAGWELL still finds it exciting to create new stories and bring her characters to life. She loves all things Western and has been married to her own real cowboy for forty-four years. The couple has one son, who teaches high school mathematics and is also an athletic director. Stella loves hearing from readers. They can contact her at [email protected].
To editorial assistant Megan Broderick
for all your hard work. It’s so appreciated.
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“Nurse Winters! There is no place in the ER for tears. If you can’t control your emotions then get your things and go home! I’ll not have my patients’ welfare put in jeopardy over your foolish display of histrionics!”
Dr. Luke Sherman’s imperious voice sliced through Paige, just as it had many times before. Over the past three years, she’d grown accustomed to his barked orders and cutting remarks, his sneers and hateful attitude, but this was the end, she decided.
Not caring if there was a murderous expression on her face, she blinked at the moisture in her eyes and whirled to confront him. And even though she wanted to scream at him, she kept her voice tightly controlled.
“For your information, Dr. Sherman, I’m not having histrionics or any other sort of breakdown! I am in perfect control of my faculties and my emotions!”
One of his sandy brows arched upward, implying he found it incredible that she was actually daring to confront him. Paige desperately wanted to step forward and slap the supercilious look off his handsome face.
“Like hell you are!” His caustic retort caused something inside her to snap, releasing the fury she’d been struggling to rein in.
“You would view shedding a tear as criminal,” she said angrily. “You’re not human!”
His jaw clamped into a tight vise. “Are you finished? Or do you have more to say?”
Trying to explain anything to this man would be futile, she decided. He wouldn’t understand that the mist in her eyes had nothing to do with being a nurse and everything to do with being a woman. Earlier in the day, her best friend had given birth to a beautiful daughter and a few minutes ago Paige had held the precious, tiny life in her arms. As she’d gazed down at the baby’s face an empty longing had washed over her, reminding her of everything she’d been missing and all that she’d lost. She couldn’t expect any man to understand the feelings that were still tugging at her emotions. Especially Dr. Luke Sherman.
Through clenched teeth, she said, “I have plenty more to say. You, Dr. Sherman,