Doctor December: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 71) Read online

  DOCTOR DECEMBER

  AN OLDER MAN YOUNGER WOMAN ROMANCE

  _______________________

  A MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS, 71

  FLORA FERRARI

  CONTENTS

  Copyright

  A Man Who Knows What He Wants Series

  Doctor December

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Epilogue

  Extended Epilogue

  Series

  Newsletter

  COPYRIGHT

  Copyright © 2018 by Flora Ferrari.

  All Rights Reserved.

  No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

  The following story contains mature themes, strong language and sexual situations. It is intended for mature readers.

  A MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS

  Book 1: Baby Lust

  Book 2: Veteran

  Book 3: Built

  Book 4: Bambino

  Book 5: Rescued

  Book 6: Leader

  Book 7: Professor

  Book 8: Burned

  Book 9: Worldly

  Book 10: Pistol

  Book 11: Policed

  Book 12: Driven

  Book 13: Lucky 13

  Book 14: Lumberjacked

  Book 15: Protector

  Book 16: Carpenter

  Book 17: Italian Stallion

  Book 18: Gardener

  Book 19: Budapest Billionaire’s Virgin

  Book 20: Billionaire’s Babysitter

  Book 21: Cocky CFO

  Book 22: Fireman’s Filthy 4th

  Book 23: Mechanic

  Book 24: SEAL’s Secret

  Book 25: Police, Pooch, and Smooch

  Book 26: Fireman’s Fake Fiancée

  Book 27: Billionaire’s Virgin Ballerina

  Book 28: Bitcoin Billionaire’s Babysitter

  Book 29: Veterans Day Daddy

  Book 30: Cowboy’s Christmas Carol

  Book 31: Police Officer’s Princess

  Book 32: Statham

  Book 33: Bodyguard

  Book 34: Greek God

  Book 35: Billionaire Single Dad's Babysitter

  Book 36: Mountain Man

  Book 37: SEAL’s Justice

  Book 38: Royal Romance

  Book 39: Doctor Mountain Man’s Special Delivery

  Book 40: Crocodile Dan D

  Book 41: Mountain Man’s Secret Baby

  Book 42: Doctor Bad Boy’s Secret Baby

  Book 43: Cop’s Babysitter

  Book 44: Nanny for the Cop Next Door

  Book 45: Small Town SEAL’s Saving Grace

  Book 46: Cop’s Fake Fiancée

  Book 47: Billionaire’s Nanny

  Book 48: Cowboy’s Babysitter

  Book 49: Steamy

  Book 50: Brother’s Best Friend

  Book 51: Possessive Professor

  Book 52: Firefighter’s Babysitter

  Book 53: Soldier’s Secret Baby

  Book 54: Ward’s Independence Day

  Book 55: Doctor Next Door

  Book 56: Possessive Policeman

  Book 57: Coached by the MMA Fighter

  Book 58: Boss’s Babysitter

  Book 59: Virgin in New York

  Book 60: Rock Star’s Baby

  Book 61: Possessive Protector

  Book 62: Possessive Australian

  Book 63: Best Friend’s Brother

  Book 64: Possessive Cowboy

  Book 65: Summer Romanced

  Book 66: Possessive Prince

  Book 67: Lovers’s Enemy

  Book 68: Cop’s Best Friend

  Book 69: Possessive Firefighter

  Book 70: Football Next Door

  Book 71: Doctor December

  DOCTOR DECEMBER

  Doctor December is my dad’s best friend.

  As an orphan, he was named by the doctor that found him when he was left on front steps of the ER on Christmas Day.

  That doctor was my dad’s dad. And five years after he found him a good home, he found him his best friend…my dad.

  Apparently everyone knows this older man’s story…everyone except this younger woman.

  The first time I’m told it it brings a tear to my eye, but it’s not the first time he’s made me feel something deeply. He’s been my ultimate male fantasy since I was old enough to have one. And when I visit his doctor’s office, due to the juvenile behavior of a boy my own age, I see the way he looks deep into my eyes and how easily I get lost in his. And I know immediately I’ve found a real man…my man.

  But will my dad’s best friend still be his best friend if he tells him about the plans he has for his best friend’s daughter this May? Or will my dad cut this dashing doctor, or even both of us, out of his life forever even though that’s exactly what I want with my dad’s best friend…a life together forever.

  *Doctor December is an insta-everything standalone instalove romance with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

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  CHAPTER 1

  Declan

  “Let’s take a look,” I say as I look into her eyes. They’re normally so carefree and full of youthful exuberance, but not today. And it makes me want to physically punish the person who did this to her.

  The Hippocratic Oath I’ve sworn to uphold says to “do no harm.” But if the reckless boy who did this to her today was here in my office being a real man or at least attempting to make right what he did wrong, I’m not sure how well I’d be able to control myself…if at all.

  Apparently some boy her age ran into her and tackled her as she was standing by the side of a swimming pool minding her own business at an end of summer pool party. Her ankle caught the lip at the edge of the pool and it twisted pretty good…I can see by the bruising and the swelling, but I’m hoping it’s not broken.

  But brake is exactly what I’d like to do to that boy right now, as in bend him over my knee and break him in half as I teach him how a real man acts around a woman.

  Especially one this beautiful and this perfect.

  She bends her knee from her position on the medical examination table towards me as I sit on my doctor’s stool. She came in hobbling, her arm wrapped around her dad’s neck. Her dad. My best friend.

  But as he sits in the waiting room reading one of my sports magazines I can only wonder how come I haven’t gone by their house more often this past year.

  I’ve been buried in work, but I shoul
d of had other parts of me buried in her.

  Like my face in-between that chest of hers which is a lot fuller than I remember.

  And my tongue in her mouth, exploring her as we kiss deeply and passionately.

  And this raging erection that I’m doing a terrible job of concealing inside her…for what surely must be the first time.

  I know how her dad raised her and I’m surprised he even let her go to a pool party where there were minors drinking. There’s no way he would have known, but I know she wasn’t drinking anyways. I didn’t smell it on her and she’s completely alert.

  She’s a good girl, but oh boy do I want to do some things to her that are oh so bad.

  I reach for her ankle and the moment my hands touch her skin I feel a shock run through me, traveling up my arm and then throughout my entire body. I feel static electricity in my hair and I know it’s standing up now. My arms are covered in goose bumps. Surely she can see.

  Surely she knows what she’s doing to me.

  This is the part where I’d excuse myself and try and calm down, but I don’t have a nurse in the office today.

  This is the weekend and it was a special circumstance. I’d do anything for my best friend and his family, but right now all I can think about is how I’d do anything for her.

  I just stare at her ankle for a second knowing it’s still beautiful underneath all that bruising and swelling and knowing I’m going to make this right. I’m going to fix it and get her back out there running around and doing things with her girlfriends again.

  Fix her up so she can put weight on that leg so she can go on a walk with me in the park, or out by the lake, or even around town as we share an afternoon together.

  What’s gotten into me?

  I’m already planning out our first date and she doesn’t even know how I feel about her. And I should shelve these thoughts, but I just can’t.

  I know if she took my stethoscope and put it to my chest right now she’d hear a pace that was so fast and so strong it would probably send her running in the other direction…twisted ankle and all.

  And oh how tempted I am to use my stethoscope on her. To slide it down her white top that has the third button unbuttoned. The one that’s wet from where her swimsuit is making contact with it. She must have just thrown it on quickly before she rushed over here to meet me.

  Her hair is still wet and I wonder if that’s the only thing.

  Damn how I would like to slide right into her moist opening and fill her so full of my seed that she’d be back here in a week taking a pregnancy test.

  How she’s so perfect and those eyes are so full of life…and how I’d like to put a life of our own inside her.

  I carefully move her ankle in my hands checking it for any breaks. It feels perfect, just like she is, but I’m going to take a quick X-Ray just in case.

  I’m not taking any chances with her. I want her to heal back just the way she was. And I’m going to watch over her treatment carefully. I’m going to make sure she’s not putting any weight on it, preferably just lying on my couch curled up in my arms as we watch movies and I feed her popcorn as I stroke that beautiful hair of hers.

  And long before the movie is over, because there’s no way my desire for her will allow me to feel her body pressed against mine for ninety minutes without doing something about it, I’ll scoop her up in my arms and carry her to my bedroom and I’ll examine every single inch of her body…with my tongue.

  I’ll take my time too, making us both wait before I enter her and make her mine. I know I’d be the first. I can tell by her mannerisms and her truly good girl ways.

  This girl has never been touched. Maybe she’s never even been kissed.

  And I want to be the first, and I will.

  But right now I need to will myself through the rest of this examination before I do something I shouldn’t.

  As much as I want her I don’t want to scare her and send her running in the other direction.

  But the other direction is where I need to go right now as I feel myself starting to struggle to catch my breath.

  “Let me get something that will help you these next few days,” I say standing up and carefully placing her foot on the doctor’s stool where I was. The moment I release her foot I feel that void, the loss of our skin to skin contact and damn do I want it back.

  But right now what I want even more is not to make a fool out of myself and I’m damn close to doing that.

  I step inside the other room where I keep the crutches, but right now I’m the one that needs them to stay upright.

  I put my right hand on the wall and lean into it, my forehead making contact as I take a few deep breaths.

  I’ve treated people for panic attacks, anxiety, and the likes before. They’re serious conditions, but never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d ever experience one.

  And that’s because I never expected I’d experience someone like her.

  Someone so inexperienced, yet so ready. Ready for me and me alone.

  And if her dad wasn’t in that other room, and the two of us were truly alone…I couldn’t be held responsible for my actions.

  That’s how much I need her. How much I have to have her.

  And I will. She will be mine.

  CHAPTER 2

  Bella

  Surely Doctor December saw the way I was breathing heavy, my chest heaving up and down.

  And I know he felt me jump just a little at his touch…the way he took my ankle in his big strong hands and then checked me to make sure I was okay.

  As a doctor he’s basically a modern day hero. And as my doctor he’s my hero.

  But I want him to be more than just a hero. I want him to be my everything.

  And I want him to be my first.

  I’ve had a crush on him since I was seventeen. He is the first guy I’ve ever had feelings for.

  At first I thought maybe it was strange that I was feeling this way towards an older guy…a much older guy. But boys my age are just so immature and I just can’t relate to any of them. I mean the reason I’m here today is because of some juvenile boys behavior.

  How can I be attracted to that kind of “guy” when they’re not even smart enough and careful enough not to hurt me? And not just break my heart with their childish ways of trying to bed as many girls as they can, but physically harm me…as the one today did.

  I hear the stories about other girls in school, especially the ones who are popular on Instagram and the boys who are popular in sports. I feel like it’s some sort of Greek orgy from hundreds of years ago the way I hear about these kids hooking up with each other all the time. It wouldn’t even surprise me if that’s what they were doing now.

  The parents of the girl who hosted the pool party weren’t even there. And how did they get all that alcohol? I found it interesting for a second just to experience something like that, to see what it looked like, but I sure wanted to go after being there about fifteen minutes.

  And my secret wish was for Doctor December to come save me. To come in there on a white horse in his doctor’s smock and scoop me up and ride right out of there. Better yet to fly out of there. Make the horse a pure white one, like Pegasus.

  Pure to match me because I’ve been saving my purity for the right man, and the crush I’ve had on Doctor December for two years now is officially more than a crush.

  Now that I’ve felt his touch. Felt the way he takes my breath away. And saw the way he was looking at me.

  There was something primal in that look. He seemed feral…hungry. It was like he wanted to touch a lot more than just my ankle while I was on that table.

  And I would have let him too, if it wasn’t for my dad being just in the other room.

  And as Doctor December is in the opposite room now my mind drifts to all the positions he can put me in on this table, and how I’d have to control my moans of ecstasy so my dad didn’t come breaking into the room and find out what we were doing.

  An
d speaking of finding out, I found out some incredibly heartbreaking information about Doctor December on the drive over.

  My dad told me how he got his name. How my dad’s dad, who was also a doctor, was working the ER on Christmas day because he was low on the totem pole, and because his wife was also due to go into labor any day he wanted to be the one to do the delivery. Plus he knew he was going to take a lot of time off when my dad was born because he wanted to be there for his wife.

  So there my grandpa was, on a quiet Christmas Day reading the newspaper waiting for someone to come barging in after a Christmas tree caught fire or something. But what happens instead?

  An older model car in bad condition pulls up and before he knows what’s happening some lady jumps out of the driver’s seat and drops something off by the door before knocking hard three times and then running back to her car and pulling out of the lot like a bat out of hell.