Her Dirty Doctors – Men At Work Book 3 by Mika Lane

Her Dirty Doctors
Men At Work Book 3
By
Mika Lane

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Headlands Hospital’s hottest doctors.
Brilliant.
Good looking.
And terribly off limits.

I went to the hospital with an aching… need.
And the handsome doctors made me all better with their big… instruments.

I want to show them my… gratitude.
But first I have make sure they don’t find out my father is their boss.

Or that I’m just finishing nursing school—and will start working with them next month.

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The last thing Charleigh ‘Char’ Biddle expected when she went to the emergency room with a badly cut hand is to run into Bowie Grier. She didn’t recognize him at first, after all she met him in Aspen. She didn’t even know he was a doctor.

Dr. Bowie Grier, hasn’t forgotten the beautiful blonde he is now treating. Although he doesn’t believe a word of her story of how it happened. They had quite the night in Aspen, one he hasn’t forgotten.

Char will be starting work at the hospital and now she knows Bowie works there. Thankfully he doesn’t know her father is the CEO. She intends to keep it that way too.

We get to meet Bowie’s friends first through their interactions at the hospital. Flynn Morrow is an orthopedist, and Ace Hardin a plastic surgeon.

This is a favorite scene.

I changed the subject, speaking in a lowered voice. “Don’t look now but there go the new nurses,” I said, glancing in the direction of the lunch line.

A gaggle of fifteen or so young women and one man had just joined the lunch line. They stood out in their clean, white sneakers, and also because they were huddled together like kittens trying to get warm.

I understood. It was intimidating as hell to start a new job, much less one in a hospital with all eyes on you.

“I’m surprised they brought in so many new ones. I thought there were budget cuts,” Ace said. “There sure as hell are in plastic surgery. We’re desperate for another doctor, but keep getting told no. Think of all the boob jobs we’re not doing.”

“Damn shame,” Bowie added, craning his neck, looking.

“You see something over there you like? You’re gonna end up with a crick in your neck, Bowie, staring like that,” I said, finishing my egg.

“Are you gonna tell Flynn? Or should I?” Axe asked him, smirking.

He held his hand up as if to say go ahead.

Axe leaned closer and lowered his voice. “Remember Bowie’s story about hooking up with some beautiful blonde in Aspen last year?”

Oh yeah. We’d gotten a good laugh out of that. She’d blown his ass off big time by giving him a fake email. He never should have told us because now we’d never let him live it down.

He’d acted like it was no big deal, but Ace and I could tell it bothered him. Pretty boy Bowie wasn’t used to being ghosted by women.

“Sure, I remember. It’s just further proof that Bowie sucks in bed,” I laughed.

“Well, she’s over there,” Ace said, gesturing with his head.

Huh?

“What are you talking about?” I asked, watching the talkative group take up several tables in the middle of the cafeteria.

Ace drew his napkin across his mouth, his plate having been cleaned of the slab of lasagna. He ate like that all the time. Never gained an ounce. The bastard.

Bowie continued stealing glances. “You won’t believe this, but she came in a couple days ago to get sutures in her hand. Had no freaking idea who I was until I reminded her. And now she fucking works here.” He shook his head.

Ace stifled a laugh. “Yeah. That’s the way it goes when you suck in bed.”

Bowie discreetly popped Ace the middle finger.

“Seriously, Bowie. How could she just totally not recognize you?” I asked.

Sounded suspicious to me.

“Well, my hair was shorter then,” he said, shrugging. “That’s all I can figure.”

“Okay. Say she didn’t remember you. You gave her stitches. Fine. But now she works here? At Headlands Hospital? How is that even possible?”

Bowie shook his head in disbelief and lowered his voice. “I know. It’s fucking crazy. I was treating a little kid who had a pea up his nose, and Giovanna Rosso comes by like a mother duck with all her new nurses in tow. They start observing me and boom, there she was, in her scrubs with her hand all bandaged up. I nearly fucking fell over.”

“But did you get the pea out?” Ace asked, shaking with laughter.

Bowie rolled his eyes.

And I was speechless.

Bowie said slowly. “She’s one of our new nurses. A floater. So if we’re lucky, we’ll all get to work with her.”

Un-fucking-believable.

“Did you know she was from here, Bowie?”

He shook his head. “Nope. I knew nothing about her. Except that she was hot as shit. And could ski. And gave me a bullshit email address.”

I fake-stretched over my chair back, turning in the direction of the new nurses, now getting up from their tables.

“Oh shit. Is that her? The blonde with the braid?” I asked, watching them file out of the cafeteria.

“Yup. That’s her.”

“I think the woman next to her with the curly hair and glasses was the friend she was with in Aspen.”

No fucking way. They were both working at the hospital?

“That’s crazy shit, man,” Ace said.

I could see why Bowie was so taken with her. Not only was she stunning, but she moved with confidence, smiling and chatting with her fellow nurses.

Hell, I wouldn’t mind getting to know that woman, either.

“Guys,” I said. “You know my party is coming up. Maybe it’s time to invite some of our new nurses.”
Mika Lane. Her Dirty Doctors: A Forbidden Love Romance: A Men at Work Reverse Harem Novel (Kindle Locations 494-532). Headlands Publishing.

Bowie is the one to invite her to Flynn’s party and that’s where things start heating up very quickly.

There’s also quite a bit of family drama for Char, her father surrounds her with guilt to get his way.

Intriguing and suspenseful with lots of white hot heat!

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Mika Lane

Writing has been a passion of mine since, well, forever (my first book was “The Day I Ate the Milkyway,” a true fourth-grade masterpiece), but steamy romance is now what gives purpose to my days and nights.

I live in magical Northern California with my own handsome alpha dude, sometimes known as Mr. Mika Lane, and an evil cat named Bill.

A lover of shiny things, I’ve been known to try to new recipes on unsuspecting friends, find hiding places so I can read undisturbed, and spend my last dollar on a plane ticket somewhere. I also drink cheap champagne and have way too many shoes.

I’ll always promise you a hot, sexy romp with kick-ass but imperfect heroines, and some version of a modern-day happily ever after.

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