Andrew McCormick’s parents, as well as his uncle were doctors. There wasn’t any question he would follow in their footsteps, but specialization isn’t for him, much to his highly specialized parents’ chagrin. He intends to do his residency at a prestigious L.A. Hospital, then go into general practice.
But Andrew has one weakness that prevents him from getting accepted at prestigious hospitals—his inability to connect emotionally to his patients. Angry, Andrew hopes his uncle, an administrator, will go to bat for him, but instead he calls in a favor and sets up a residency at a hospital Andrew thinks inadequate. To make matters worse, Andrew is scheduled to work in emergency with a doctor his uncle considers brilliant, but Andrew finds irreverent and unprofessional.
Without any alternative, Andrew goes to work under the wing of the notorious, yet devastatingly attractive and charming, Dr. Ray. But much to his surprise, Andrew soon discovers the man has a lot more going on than just working in the emergency room, and practicing medicine with a sexy man who breaks all the rules might just be what the doctor ordered...
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Length: Extended Novella (31k words)
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...The Zone was right across the street. Andrew headed to the exit. He dodged the traffic and darted across the street. He’d try to catch Ray before he went into the back room. He needed to make things right before they got back to the hospital. It would be damned awkward at work if he didn’t.
Andrew paid the admission and walked in. Some old Rod Stewart song was playing. It was something about an older woman named Maggie. Andrew scanned the room. Where are you? It was packed; wall-to-wall men. It smelled like sex, beer and sweat.
Andrew checked the dance floor. And there he was. Dr. Ray. He was dancing, those leather pants clinging to him like a second skin. The navy shirt he wore was half open, revealing his deliciously sculptured chest. Dr. Ray was quite the specimen and he was getting a lot of attention.
Andrew elbowed his way onto the dance floor. When Dr. Ray saw him, his eyes widened.
Shit. He looked pissed.
Ray came off the dance floor and took Andrew’s arm, steering him toward the wall. “What are you doing here? Are you following me?”
“No,” Andrew looked around. “Yes. I guess. This is hard core, especially the back room.”
“I guess you’ve been here before then. You seem to know.”
“I wanted to apologize to you.”
“For what exactly?”
“For kissing you.”
“Jesus Christ, Andrew. If you’re going to kiss a man, kiss him and don’t be sorry about it after.”
Andrew smiled. “Okay. You’re not the first person to tell me that tonight.” He reached out and touched Ray’s hair, then he bent his head and kissed Ray again, lightly, on the mouth. “I guess I’ll go.”
Ray smiled faintly. “Go where?”
“I don’t know. The back room?” Andrew lifted an eyebrow.
Ray pulled him closer and kissed him. The kiss lingered on his lips. “What do you need the back room for?”
Andrew wrapped his arms around him, his head reeling. Was it the alcohol or the lack of sleep? Maybe he was dreaming. He and Ray had just been kissing and, damn…it was good. “I can’t think of any good reason,” he replied softly.
That kiss was like no other kiss Andrew had ever experienced. When they parted, he was breathless. Andrew’s chest heaved.
“What’s wrong, Doc?” Dr. Ray asked, smiling. “You seem winded. Do you need assistance?”
“You may have to check my vitals.”
Dr. Ray’s hand brushed Andrew’s cock. “Everything seems in order.”
“How about we…” Andrew glanced at the back room.
“If you’re patient, I’ll take you home.”
“I didn’t know you made house calls.”
“Only in extreme emergencies,” he whispered. “Are you sure about this?”
“Oh yeah.” Andrew nodded vigorously. “I think I want to play doctor with you.”
“You think? You have to be sure.”
“I’m sure.” He took Ray’s hand and pressed it against his cock again...