Healing Doctor Ryan
HEALING DOCTOR RYAN
part of the LEGEND anthology
Total-E-Bound
ISBN eBook: 978-1-906590-61-1
Genre: Contemporary; M/M;
Book Length: Novel
Release Date: June 30, 2008
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Oncologist, Brannigan Ryan is used to people falling for him. With his black-Irish good-looks and easy bedside manner he’s a favourite among patients. Surrounded by death on a daily basis, however, Bran has learned to harden his heart quite effectively. That is until he starts treating Ian Fitzgerald.
Ian’s warm smile and determination easily punch holes in Bran’s barriers. Taking a step back to rebuild the walls around his heart, Bran takes off to his weekend house in Newport. He can’t surrender to Ian and he can’t ever get involved with a patient. When a treasure and a message in a bottle wash ashore on his beach, he’s forced to re-examining his determination and wonder if he can’t open himself to love after all.
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Sitting practically naked on an exam table waiting for his doctor was not Ian Fitzgerald’s idea of a good time, especially when he got a stiffy whenever his very qualified oncologist stepped into the room.
As he swung his legs back and forth, he tried to talk to his unruly cock. “Now, Dr. Ryan really doesn’t need you to sit up and take notice every time you hear that deep voice of his. He’s a very busy man. Yes, I know, I’ve seen him look at you too, but maybe it’s just to make sure you’re feeling okay.” Ian gave his pet a quick stroke to soothe him. “Now, Dick, if you’re a good boy, I’ll play with you later.”
The door opened suddenly and Ian’s face heated. Fuck, he hoped Doc hadn’t heard any of that. What would he think if he walked in on a twenty-eight-year-old man talking to his cock? Ian watched the top of Doc’s head as he studied a set of charts, Doc’s black curls shining in the overhead fluorescent lights.
“How am I doing?” Ian asked, tugging his gown down below his knees. He was going to kill his uncooperative body. Hopefully, Doc wouldn’t notice if he kept his gown tented from his chest to his knees.
Dr. Ryan looked up and smiled. Oh crap, that smile got to Ian every time. He sucked the saliva back into his mouth and waited.
“The results look very promising. Your blood tests look good. Of course you’re due for another CAT scan in a month, but so far the surgery and chemotherapy seem to have taken care of the cancer. It’ll be a year next month, that’s a big milestone, congratulations.”
“Thanks.” The clinical reminder of why he was here deflated his erection in seconds. Oh well, at least he wouldn’t embarrass himself again.
“Why don’t you lie down and we’ll get to the exam,” Dr. Ryan said, putting down his folder.
As Ian took his arms out of the utilitarian gown and uncovered his chest, Dr. Ryan seemed to be studying him. “What’s your exercise regime been like lately? I’m noticing a good build up in your upper body.”
The doctor began palpitating Ian’s breasts looking for any sign the cancer had spread from his testicle to another part of his body. It was the reason he still had to have a CT scan every two months. When Dr. Ryan’s fingers brushed over his nipples they immediately pebbled and it took everything in Ian not to moan.