Love and Medicine

ROSS I was never supposed to see Tom again after the one passionate night we spent together. That's the way I prefer it. I was definitely never supposed to operate on him when he was brought into my ER after his accident. That part's against the law. It was an honest mistake - I didn't realize until later that the man I'd just put back together was the same man who'd just spent the previous night taking me apart, innuendo most definitely intended. And when I paid his medical bills, that was just a guilty conscience. He wouldn't have been on the road as tired as he was if me and my issues hadn't been against him staying the night. But when I keep making up excuses to see him, and those turn into justifications for why I'm mashing my lips up against his and taking off his clothes again and throwing him down on my desk, well... Okay, I admit it. That might technically be my bad. After my last disastrous relationship, commitment's been a no go for me. I don't know how to turn my back on the first guy in forever to actually make me feel something. Make me willing to risk everything. Except it's not just a clich here. But no matter what my head says, I can't ignore what my heart is telling me. TOM I'm getting sick of people telling me to stay away from Ross. At first it was just a joke. He had a reputation for being a bad boy, and people don't call me tight-ass as a compliment to my glutes. I never thought we'd actually hit it off. The only thing we had in common that night were too many drinks and loneliness. But we did connect, on a deeper level than I can't even explain to myself - let alone to everyone who seems to have an opinion now on why I can't be with the doctor who saved my life. Even if he's also the only one who can heal my soul. Normally I'm the guy that's all about listening to what others think, but this time is different. This time I've got to listen to my heart. This 50,000 word standalone features medical misadventures and sexual healing. Our heroes won't let the law stand in the way of true love, but you should if you're under eighteen please