Bad Diagnosis

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 I might be known for having the best hands in surgery, but when it comes to matters of the heart... I'm a dead shot.
 
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I’m less than thrilled that the bed is empty when I finally wake up. I have no idea how long I’ve slept, but I feel a thousand times better. After relieving myself in the bathroom, I brush my teeth with the toothbrush I find and tug on my pants. Padding out of the room barefoot and shirtless, I stop at the bottom of the steps when I hear the sweetest sound— Poppy’s laughter.

She’s standing next to Danny in the kitchen, stirring something on the stove. A rage like nothing I’ve ever felt comes over me when I watch her hold the spoon out to him, and he leans in to flick his tongue across whatever she’s cooking.
Without thinking, I stride into the kitchen and yank her against me. The spoon clatters to the floor, causing Danny to jump back and gape at me.

“Gag—” I don’t let her finish her words. I toss her over my shoulder and storm out of the room.

“What the hell, Gage?” She hits my backside as I climb the steps. “Put me down, you ass.”

I’m too worked up to respond. Seeing her with Danny, though innocent, triggered something inside me. This woman is mine and I’m about to show her exactly what that means. Slamming the bedroom door, I toss her on the bed. Her eyes widen as she watches me move around the room.

The voice in the back of my mind is telling me to take this slowly, but the beast inside me is screaming to take what I’ve denied myself. It took sheer willpower to not fuck her senseless earlier when she confessed to being a virgin. I wanted nothing more than to roll over her and plunge my aching cock into her untouched pussy—but I didn’t. And now I plan to mold her body with my cock.

"Poppy… you're burned into my veins. Nothing will come between me and something I want. Your stepbrother might be ruthless… but so am I. Especially when I want something as badly as I want you.”

"You say that as if you own me." I watch as she blinks back the hurt in her eyes. "I don't want to be owned by anyone ever again."

Pushing her back onto the bed, I ease myself between her legs and pin her body beneath me. I lean forward, a breath separating our mouths, and search her eyes. Her breath hitches as I run my fingers down her arm and latch onto her hip.

"The only thing I want to own is this." I slide my palm between her legs, cupping her sex. "And this." I trail my fingertips across her pelvis, tracing a path across her belly. My ascent continues as I push up the cotton shirt she's wearing and rest my palm between her breasts, splaying my fingers flat against her sternum. "I want to consume you as much as you consume me, butterfly. It's not ownership like property. It's ownership like possession."

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For years we endured years of abuse at the hands of my father—until I snapped. The moment I pulled the trigger, freeing my brothers and I from his wrath, my heart turned to stone.

Desperate to atone the sins of my father, I became a doctor. With my brother Drake’s help, and his company Angel’s Wings, we’ve helped hundreds of women escape abusive relationships. Its my way of saving them, when I couldn’t save my mother.

Over the years I’ve seen my share of bad cases come through the ER, but one in particular will have me risking my career. And when danger rears it’s ugly head threatening to take what’s mine, being a doctor isn’t the only thing in jeopardy.

I’ve taken an oath to protect life… even if that means taking one to protect what’s mine.

Trigger Warning: This book contains situations intended for adult audiences. There are explicit sexual encounters, profanity, domestic violence, rape, and death. If this is a potential trigger for you, I strongly recommend you don’t read it.

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