Possessive Doctor's Christmas: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance (A Man Who Know What He Wants Book 89)
POSSESSIVE DOCTOR’S CHRISTMAS
AN OLDER MAN YOUNGER WOMAN ROMANCE
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A MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS, 89
FLORA FERRARI
CONTENTS
Copyright
A Man Who Knows What He Wants Series
Possessive Doctor's Christmas
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
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
Book 72: Possessive Canadian
Book 73: Blue Collar Billionaire
Book 74: Possessive K-9 Cop
Book 75: Possessive Brazilian
Book 76: Hockey Obsession
Book 77: Possessive Boston Irish American MMA Fighter
Book 78: Halloween Next Door
Book 79: Possessive Russian
Book 80: Baseball Mine
Book 81: Cop’s Caribbean Captive
Book 82: Instalove Island
Book 83: Dad’s Best Friend
Book 84: Thanksgiving with Dad’s Boss
Book 85: Possessive Italian Neighbor
Book 86: Possessive Portuguese
Book 87: Possessive Christmas Cop
Book 88: Russian’s Obsession
Book 89: Possessive Doctor’s Christmas
Book 90: Possessive Parisian Pilot
POSSESSIVE DOCTOR’S CHRISTMAS
I’ve only got one wish this Christmas…
My dad’s best friend, the hot doctor, underneath the mistletoe.
But will Santa bring me the one thing that’s on my list when his list has all the reasons why he shouldn’t…
One: He’s an older man and I’m a younger woman.
Two: He’s my dad’s best friend.
Three: Christmas is all about giving, not receiving.
Well, Santa…that’s why I’ve been saving a very special gift just for him, my very first time. I’ve been nice my entire life and now I’m ready to get naughty this Christmas with my dashing doctor, the only man I’ve ever wanted.
But who will be more surprised?
Me when I find out just how possessive this doctor can be, and the secret he’s been saving too?
Or my family when my dad’s best friend asks me to not only help put up lights on his Christmas tree, but tells me he wants me to be the light of life…forever?
*Possessive Doctor’s Christmas is an insta-everything standalone instalove romance with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.
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CHAPTER 1
Madison
One week before Christmas
I hobble into the ER, my dad holding the door open with one hand and steadying me with his other.
I should be freezing in the sub-zero temperatures, but my skin burns red-hot.
I should be in pain from the fall I took when I slipped and fell on a piece of black ice while my family was singing Christmas carols to my grandparents outside their home, but I feel no pain at all.
Only excitement, and that scares me.
You’re not supposed to
have these kinds of thoughts about the hunky doctor you’ve had a crush on for years...when he’s your dad’s best friend.
I hear the door close behind us as I slowly make my way into the entryway. Turning to my right I see him. How could I miss him?
He looks up from his clipboard, his entire body freezing, and by entire body I mean all six feet five inches and two hundred and thirty pounds of muscle.
It’s like his shoulders practically take up the width of half the hallway, before tapering down into a perfect V-shape right at his waist.
He’s got on his blue medical scrubs and even from here I can see his eyes widening just before they bulge as his Adam’s apple moves through his throat as he swallows hard, his eyes locked on mine just before his clipboard falls straight from his hands clanking onto the tiles of the sterile hospital floor which his feet seem to be stuck to.
“Madison. Mike,” he says with a panic in his voice as he takes off in a dead sprint, jumping right over his clipboard and darting down the hall towards us.
Seconds later I feel his hand on my arm, causing my back to straighten from my bent over position as a bolt of energy shoots right through me.
His fingers are thick, firm, and easily engulf my entire forearm.
He places a hand gently on my back, causing it to arch, as he leans in close, offering me his entire body like he’s a boulder to lean on.
He’s a rock all right. He’s been my dad’s for years. He’s not only my dad’s best friend, but also the only person he ever turns to for advice when he has to make a tough decision.
Now I’ve got a tough decision of my own. Continue hiding the crush I have on him which started when I turned eighteen and has only gotten more intense, more urgent, these last three years, or tell him how I really feel?
But how can I put him in that position with my dad, let alone be honest enough to admit all the positions I’ve dreamed of him putting me in?
I left town to study out of state hoping it would help me get my mind off of him.
It’s only made matters worse.
Burying myself in my schoolwork didn’t do the trick. Trying to involve myself in campus activities was a complete failure. Meeting people my own age turned out to be a huge disappointment.
How can you spend one second with boys more interested in who can do the longest keg stand and who has the most Tinder matches and Instagram followers, when you know exactly the one and only man in this entire world you want? He’s the only one I ever wanted, and still do.
Something has to give or I’m going to go even crazier than I already am.
“What happened? Where does it hurt?”
“I fell on the ice. My tailbone is throbbing and I think I’ve got a bruise.”
I watch as his eyebrows narrow and his lips purse as if he feels my pain right along with me. A good doctor sympathizes. A great doctor empathizes.
He feels my pain with me. I watch an anger take over his face like he wants to rip that pain right from my body right now and make it all better. Like he’s angry at the world for what happened to me.
“Don’t worry. I’m going to fix it. I’m going to make you better, I promise.”
I nod. Oh yes you are.
“Can you walk?”
“I can, but it’s painful.”
“Only in the tailbone area?” he asks.
I nod.
Without saying anything else or asking another question he scoops me up in his arms, the pain in my back immediately dissipating now that I’m not standing.
“Nurse!” he yells, the booming, matter of fact, deep timbre of his word echoing throughout the entire building, as the weight of my entire body rests across nothing more than his forearms.
I look up at his face. He’s not even straining. It’s like I’m light as a feather to him.
“Coming doctor!” she says as she literally slides down one hallway and into another before running towards us frantically.
“Get, my best friend Mike Moore a cup of coffee while I examine his daughter,” he says.
“Yes, doctor.”
“Thank you, Nancy,” he says.
“Don’t worry, Mike. You’re in good hands, and I’m glad I was scheduled for tonight because you can rest assured your daughter is in good hands too. Mine.”
CHAPTER 2
Austin
I move quickly, but carefully, to my examination room.
Injuries like these can sometimes be more severe than they first seem and no way do I want to disturb her body, especially not the way she disturbed mine.
Seeing her there the moment she entered had me on edge. Those tight yoga pants, her Uggs, and that Henley shirt that was unbuttoned a little too far showing off her ample cleavage. When did she get that?
Something’s happened since her high school graduation party and it’s definitely making something happen to me right now.
All the medical textbooks I’ve read over the years say girls mature faster than boys, and they’re right.
But she’s an outlier, a special case. Come to think of it she’s not even a special case, she’s a miracle, my Christmas miracle.
I shake my head quickly, squeezing my eyes closed briefly, as I try and shake the thought from my mind.
My miracle?
This is my best friend’s daughter, the man who trusts me like a brother…more than a brother actually.
He’s confided in me over the years and I’d never do anything to lose his confidence and trust.
But damn, I’m confident that I’ve never, ever, felt this way about a woman before and never will again.
And yes, she is all woman.
No more is she the cute little kid that was just kind of bopping around the house when I’d go over to visit. This isn’t that girl who used to sit in her room and read books and do things online. It’s definitely not the girl that had pigtails in her youth soccer league game that I must have attended, what? Ten years ago.
Dammit, Austin! Get a hold of yourself, man.
I kick open the door to my examination room and carefully lay her down on the table.
Once I get her in place and she’s out of my hands I already miss the feeling of her.
The way she fit in my arms was perfect. It’s like she belongs there.
She does belong there.
No she doesn’t! She’s too damn young and too innocent. She’s still in college.
She probably has a boyfriend for Pete’s sake. A girl like this is a diamond and nobody in their right mind would pass up an opportunity to be with her and make her their queen forever.
I do the quick math. If she’s twenty-one I wouldn’t be surprised if some smart boy her age already proposed to her. She’ll be graduating soon and that lucky son of a gun will have the wife of his dreams for life.
Leaving college and starting a life and a family with her…what could be better?
Not a damn thing.
I’d put a ring on her finger tonight, if I wasn’t her dad’s best friend.
If I was a new doctor just starting out and she came into my hospital life would be absolutely perfect.
I’ve got to stop thinking like this.
“Tell me what happened, beau—.” I’m losing it right in front of her. “Madison!”
Her eyes open wide and her lips part as her body jerks to attention.
“I’m sorry, I was just thinking of beau—ty treatments like bo—tox, and I got my b’s confused. I had a patient named Beaufort before too,” I say. “So yeah, me and the letter B…I get it confused all the time.”
Oh my god I’m rambling like a babbling idiot. At this rate, I’m going to start drooling soon.
“Anyway tell me what happened, Madison.”
“I…,” she says looking up at me with those crystal clear, baby blue eyes. They shoot lightning bolts right through me and the jolt of energy has my already rock hard cock twitching like a madman. I think the official medical term for my condition right now is obsessed.
I never understood obsession when we briefly studied it in medical school. I didn’t really think it was real or something I’d see as a doctor, let alone feel myself. How can patients feel such tremendous mood swings based on other people? Isn’t it easy to just focus on yourself and what you’re about and not let other people get you down, or up for that matter?
Yeah, that’s what I used to think, until she hobbled right in here and taught me in one second what I couldn’t comprehend in an entire lifetime.
Now it all makes sense, because the thought of her coming into my life like this and then just leaving is out of the question.
I can’t deny what I’m feeling, no matter who her dad is and the fact that I’m thirty-nine years old and she must be about twenty-one, maybe twenty-two at most.
“It’s okay,” I say, trying to make my woman feel comfortable. “No need to rush, we can take our time.”