All Chapters of Paging Doctor Heartbreaker: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

She had a sitter in the room with her to ensure she didn’t try to kill herself again. She managed to stay in her good graces most of the morning, but then around ten o clock, her day started to turn sour.The patient buzzed Irene into the room. When she entered, the patient was sitting straight in bed, her hair a wild mess as she calmly said, “I want to go home.”“You can’t go home,” Irene told the patient in a pleasant but gentle tone. “The doctor has to release you. You’re very sick.”This part was true but no doctor would allow her to go home in the condition she was. When she left, she was either going to the psychiatric hospital or jail. But Irene didn’t think it was wise to throw this information out in the current situation.The patient still got irritated. “And WHERE is my doctor? I haven’t seen him the whole time I have been her.”Irene reminded herself to remain calm. “He should be making rounds soon.”“Well, you need to call him and tell him to come right now. Or, I am leav

Breden wasn’t at Andy’s house when Irene arrived. She didn’t say anything because Andy would know she was looking for Brenden and start asking a series of embarrassing questions. Or worse, he would tell Brenden she was looking for him and give him leverage he didn’t need to have.So, she remained painfully silent.She met Ward before they left work. He was a tall and slim guy with shaggy hair and hazel eyes. He had an attractive smile and an accent to die for. He was also friendly during the brief conversation they had before they left. He looked excited to meet the party at Andy’s house.Talia was already there when they arrived. She must have had a key as she had already gotten her paws into the liquor cabinet and was stumbling around the apartment when she came to open the door. She was buzzed enough to be incapable of hiding her lust for Ward for all of two seconds before she launched herself at him and dragged him into the apartment by his hand.Thankfully, he was a willing hosta

“Do you go around looking for a good ego stroking, or is this a one-time ordeal?” she questioned, exasperated. There was no way in hell she would admit he was hot.He shrugged, clearly amused by her lack of composure over the topic. “Depends on my mood, I guess.”She glared at him.“How did you end up alone with Riley?” he asked, moving the conversation to less humiliating topic. Irene was relieved.She rubbed her chin which was still sore. “I suffered from head trauma from the punch earlier, clearly.”Brenden frowned, his eyes dropping to the spot she was rubbing. “Are you okay?”“Physically? Yes. Emotionally?” She held up the ridiculously strong drink Riley had made her. “That is what this baby is for.”He waved a hand in front of his face as if something smelled. “Are you drinking pure vodka? I can smell it from all the way here.”“Riley made it for me. Its supposed to have cranberry juice.”“Is he trying to get you wasted?” he frowned. “Here. I can make you something better.” He h

Brenden’s eyes fell south and lingered for a moment. She didn’t know if he was staring at her hideous bra or her cleavage, but he made it a point to look away and refocus on the game.Riley was a different story altogether. He leered at her chest obnoxiously, his gaze creeping out from all the way across the room. He looked hypnotized by her tits, which Irene knew her fabulous, but not that fabulous.She wrapped her arm across her torse in an attempt to hide herself.Andy turned and noticed his stare a beat too late. “What the fuck? Have you never seen a pair of tits before?”Riley had the audacity to look mortified. “What, man? I didn’t do anything.”Brenden didn’t meet her gaze, but he grinned as Andy said something more derogatory than before. Irene blushed profusely, but managed to take a moment to check out Brenden’s chest.It was lean and hard, but not bulky like Andy or flabby like a lot of doctors. He took care of himself and it showed.Then, he caught her staring. “Like what

“It has a computer, doesn’t it? And it’s where I get my work done. When I am not being bothered, that is.” She looked at him pointedly.“Pretty sure this is the meeting room,” he said evenly.“And I’m pretty sure you’re wrong.” She smiled at him sweetly and suddenly he was leaning in close again.“You just admitted that you like me,“ he observed.She rolled her eyes and looked away. She was painfully aware of his proximity. Her felt was close to ripping through her chest.“Our definitely of ‘like’ varies,” she pointed out. Her voice wavered just a little and she didn’t dare to look at Brenden. She would die if he was smirking again. And she couldn’t keep surviving this sort of humiliation.He thought about what she had said. “Maybe so. But it doesn’t matter. You have two days to decide on what we do on our date.”“Or?” She chanced a peek at him.“Or else,” he warned.Irene held back a laugh. She pretended to be serious. “I’m not sure I like your ultimatum, Dr. Warren.”“I’m pretty sur