Forbidden Fantasy
Evelyn Trimborn
ISBN: 1-58345-256-7
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Rose Gray is one of America's top romance writers. So why is it she can't ever seem to meet Mr. Right?
Luke Byrnes changes all that when he bursts into her life unexpectedly.
Will it be "Happily Ever After" or "The End"?
Sizzling, sexy, and definitely one for devoted romance readers, it is also a good-humoured look at the genre we all love.
Chapter One
Rose made a mad dash from her car to the doctor's door, a distance of only twenty feet. It left her with a halo of wet, amber ringlets plastered to her scalp instead of the shiny, soft fall of honey-silk tresses with which she'd started out. The wind drove the rain in horizontal sheets under her umbrella, causing her thin summer dress to cling sensuously to every delicious curve of her body.
Her disposition matched the weather. Talk about gloomy. She just wanted to get in and out fast and back home again.
Old Doctor Matson Deckle's nurse-receptionist, Juanita Paxton was busy at the switchboard as Rose breezed into the waiting room and loped toward the door of the examination room.
"Hi, 'Nita," she tossed over her shoulder, "I'm running late and I'm drenched. I'll go in and get out of my clothes."
Nita held her hand over the mouthpiece as she said, "Okay, I'll be with you in a minute, Miss Gary."
Once in the room, Rose quickly shucked her sopping shoes and outer garments without even bothering to draw the thick cotton curtains around the small changing area. Completely bare, with her back to the door, she bent over to pick up her lacy panties when the portal clicked open and a deep, masculine voice remarked, "What a nassssty day!"
Rose straightened with a lurch and turned to face a perfect stranger. After checking quickly to see if his remark really had been an innocent comment on the weather rather than a sly observation on her anatomy, she was satisfied that there wasn't a suggestion of humor in his slatey eyes or granite features.
She also registered with a fleeting thought that he was -- at least physically-- a "perfect" stranger indeed.
"W-w-who are you?" she sputtered as he mechanically handed her a paper gown and sheet from a nearby cabinet.
"I'm Dr.Byrnes," he answered, "Dr. Lucas Byrnes. Obviously, Miss Paxton hasn't told you, but Dr. Deckle had a bad fall on his way here in the rain this morning. Since I'm soon to be his assistant, he had me called to take his appointments for the day. You could postpone yours, of course, if seeing a strange doctor makes you uncomfortable, but Dr. Deckle may be out for some time."
Just for a second, Rose thought there was a suggestion of a smile playing about the corners of his straight, chiseled lips. But she had to be mistaken. She was sure his nickname in college and med school had been "The Great Stone Face."
Striving for an equally off-hand attitude, Rose replied, "That would be foolish after all the time and trouble it took me to get here. And because I trust Dr. Deckle's judgment, I'm sure I'm in good hands."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence," he murmured wryly. "So if you don't mind, Miss Gray, let's be moving on with it."
Rose soon found to her dismay that the "good hands" of Dr. Byrnes were a far cry from those of Dr. Deckle. She tried to think of anything other than them on her quivering flesh as she submitted to his examination.
Rose was a writer of Romance novels, easily among the top half-dozen in the country, with earnings in the high hundreds of thousands. At the age of twenty-seven, she'd had only one serious relationship, which had ended some two years before.
Dick Ross had been her whole life outside of her writing for the two years before that. But as her earnings had climbed and his had remained static, he had started accusing her of putting her work first. Then he had accused her of using his lovemaking and their romantic interludes in her plots.
Gradually, Rose began to realize that there was a lot of truth in what he was saying. She found herself taking mental notes whenever they were together, as if her feelings were remote and detached from her actions, and asking herself in the words of a song, "Is that all there is?"
And when one night, at the climax of their lovemaking, he had crassly asked her for "a piece of the pie," she knew it was finished. So it had ended, not with a whimper, but with a bang. She had stormed and railed at him, and he had left.
Since then she had looked around for a handsome, warm, kind man, but no one had ever made her catch her breath like Luke Byrnes did whenever she looked at his fine-boned face, dark hair, and steely grey eyes. He seemed to fill the room as he towered above her, and she felt the breath catch in her throat....
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This one is sizzling with a capital S! Awesome sexy hero meets gorgeous romance writer, and boy does the purple prose come gushing out. A wonderful romance it is own right, it is also a witty send up of the genre so many people love to hate!This is every woman’s secret fantasy brought to life! All I can say is, try this one before you pass judgement!
Carolyn Stone, In From the Cold
Gutsy heroine, determined hero, elegant locations, this is all we have come to expect from a Trimborn novel, with an added twist! The romance writing dimension is all near and dear to fans of the genre, and I found myself laughing out loud as I read some of the scenes the get themselves into. Talk about an unlikely love affair! I haven’t waited for the happily ever after so eagerly in a long time! Since her last novel, in fact! Can’t wait for her next one!
Jacinta Carey, author, The Wildest Heart, Dream of the West
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