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    The Doctor’s Order - Contemporary Medical Doctor Romance
    The Doctor’s Order - Contemporary Medical Doctor Romance
    The Doctor’s Order - Contemporary Medical Doctor Romance
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    The Doctor’s Order - Contemporary Medical Doctor Romance

    By Grace Rawson

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    Divorced lawyer Charlotte Moss goes to her doctor's office with a minor cold. With a month off work, she does not want to spend it in bed, ill. What starts as a routine visit to the doctor soon turns into something very different. Billionaire doctor Elliot Sanderson is the man who sees her. He is immediately attracted to her. He propositions her right there, in the office. Charlotte tells herself that she is offended, that she is disgusted, and that she is not that kind of woman. So why can't she get the billionaire, handsome doctor out of her head?

    Soon, she finds herself returning to the doctor's office. There begins a romance that will take Charlotte into the realms of fame and tested friendship. Simone, her best friend, thinks it is a bad idea, but is she just jealous? If the paparazzi find out, what will they make of her? And who exactly is the mysterious, unflinching Doctor Elliot Sanderson? Does he truly care for Charlotte?

    **Complete short story, no cliffhangers.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAmerican Billionaire Romance Novels
    Release dateNov 14, 2018
    ISBN9781386516217
    The Doctor’s Order - Contemporary Medical Doctor Romance

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      The Doctor’s Order - Contemporary Medical Doctor Romance - Grace Rawson

      The Doctor’s Order

      Charlotte Moss was more than a little surprised when her doctor turned out to be Elliot Sanderson. Everyone knew who Elliot Sanderson was. He was rich even by the standards of this private doctor’s surgery. She had only come in with a minor cold. She hadn’t expected this doctor to see her. She hadn’t expected any doctor to see her. She had expected a nurse to prescribe her some pills and that would be that. But now, as she sat in the doctor’s office, Elliot Sanderson strode through the door and seated himself opposite her.

      Unwillingly, Charlotte found herself thinking over her appearance. She was wearing a blue hooded sweatshirt and gray sweat pants. Not exactly dressed up! She shook her head and smiled a small smile to herself. Her nose was leaking and her face was bright red. As if the doctor would be interested in this sniveling mess, anyway, she consoled herself. It didn’t matter what she looked like; she was here to get better.

      Doctor Sanderson was a tall man with short black hair and a square jaw. His face was shaven and his eyes were forest-green. A cynical smile played about his lips. There was no sign of the billionaire on him, though everyone knew he was rich. There were no fancy watches. Under his white coat he wore a simple shirt and pants. His muscles showed through his coat, and his teeth were impeccably white, actor-white. Charlotte felt a flush creeping up her neck and tried to beat it back down.

      She earned enough as a lawyer to pay for a doctor’s surgery like this, but she was nowhere near as wealthy as Doctor Sanderson. She wasn’t even close. He was a billionaire. She had always imagined billionaires as something other-than-human, as something superhuman. But this man was just that: a big, strong, handsome man. She swallowed and met his eyes. He was talking to her. How long had he been talking? The late-summer sunlight slanted through the window and shone off his white coat, making it hard to look straight at him.

      Pardon? she said.

      What seems to be the problem, Miss Moss?

      She told him it was a cold.

      He nodded. Okay, he said. I’ll prescribe you some medication to fight off the symptoms. Can you take a couple of days off work?

      I’m on break anyway, she said. A month’s holiday. A bonus of sorts.

      Her boss had allowed her to take all her year’s vacation time at once for her exemplary performance. She had planned to go overseas, until this cold hit. She wasn’t a coward when it came to illnesses. She just didn’t want to endure a plane ride sniffling and coughing and with her head aching. Or perhaps she had been looking for an excuse to stay stateside, and her illness had given her that. Besides, when it came to relaxing, the thing she loved most was lounging about doing nothing at all.

      Excellent, Doctor Sanderson said. Well, that’s not much else I can do for you.

      Okay, she said, and made to stand.

      Doctor Sanderson stared at her for a few moments with his forest-green eyes. Charlotte found herself shifting under his gaze, like an insect under a sunlit magnifying glass. He stared deep into her eyes, long and hard, and then nodded again and looked down at his papers. Come back tomorrow, he said. Book an appointment at the desk. He quickly wrote out the prescription and handed it to her across the table. She took it. Their hands touched briefly, warm and solid. Okay? he went on. Come back tomorrow.

      Okay, Charlotte heard herself say, though she didn’t know why. He had said so himself. There was nothing he could do. Okay, she repeated, when he continued to stare at her. She paced from the room.

      After she left the doctor’s office she called Simone Cross, her best friend. The phone rang a few times before Simone answered. In the background children were screaming and Simone shouted, Quiet! before greeting Charlotte. Hey, she said, breathless. You okay?

      Yeah, Charlotte said. I’ve just been to the doctor’s.

      Nothing serious, I hope? Simone said. The genuine concern in her voice brought a smile to Charlotte’s lips.

      No, Charlotte replied. That’s not why I’m calling you actually. You won’t guess who my doctor was.

      No idea, sweetie, Simone said.

      Elliot Sanderson.

      Simone laughed, went silent for a few moments, and then laughed again. Ha-ha, you must think I’m so gullible. Isn’t he the guy who hosts that medicine show on TV? And isn’t he super-rich?

      He’s passed a billion, yes, Charlotte said. Books, TV shows, investments, property; as well as actually being a doctor... He’s done well for himself.

      I didn’t even realize he was still a practicing doctor.

      Neither did I, to be honest, Charlotte said. But he is.

      Well, how is he?

      Charlotte was about to say handsome, but then stopped herself. She didn’t want to appear too eager, even in front of her oldest, most cherished friend. But he was handsome, wasn’t he? He was handsome, and his eyes... And he had big, muscular arms. But she wasn’t some skittish teenager anymore, frightened and excited by handsomeness.

      Charlotte put a note of boredom into her voice. He’s just a doctor, she said. Nothing special.

      Simone sounded disappointed as she hung up the phone. Charlotte drove home after collecting her medication and lay on her bed, wrapped up in her blanket, staring up at the ceiling. She thought over the words with which she’d described Doctor Sanderson. Nothing special. If that were true, why was she still thinking about him? Why was she remembering the way he had stared at her?

      She closed her eyes around midday, and in her dreams she saw Doctor Sanderson. When she awoke, around four, she walked around her apartment, suddenly full of energy. She had made the appointment at the desk, as the doctor had asked.

      She would see him tomorrow.

      Why did that excite her so much?

      THE NEXT MORNING CHARLOTTE stood before her full-length mirror and looked her half-naked body up and down. She wasn’t

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