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Impulse Buy E-Book

Jae

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Prickly emergency physician Regina has never liked romantic gestures, but when her girlfriend, ER nurse Ellie, surprises her with a gift right after Valentine's Day, rejecting it is not an option. Little does she know the impulse buy will have unexpected consequences. "Impulse Buy" is a short story sequel to Jae's lesbian romance Bachelorette Number Twelve.

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024

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Table of Contents

Acknowledgments

Impulse Buy

Other Books from Ylva Publishing

About Jae

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Other Books by Jae

Happily Ever After

Standalone Romances:

Bachelorette Number Twelve

Just a Touch Away

The Roommate Arrangement

Paper Love

Just for Show

Falling Hard

Heart Trouble

Something in the Wine

Shaken to the Core

Fair Oaks Series:

Perfect Rhythm

Not the Marrying Kind

The Hollywood Series:

Departure from the Script

Damage Control

Just Physical

The Hollywood Collection (box set)

The Oregon Series:

Backwards to Oregon

Beyond the Trail

Hidden Truths

The Complete Oregon series (box set)

The Portland Police Bureau Series:

Conflict of Interest

Next of Kin

The Shape-Shifter Series:

Second Nature

Natural Family Disasters

Manhattan Moon

True Nature

The Vampire Diet Series:

Good Enough to Eat

Unexpected Love Series:

Under a Falling Star

Wrong Number, Right Woman

Chemistry Lessons

Acknowledgments

First and foremost, a heartfelt thank-you to my readers who keep buying my books, reading them enthusiastically, and reviewing or rating them. I literally couldn’t do this without you!

A big shout-out to all the members of my Facebook group for readers of sapphic books! The group is such a positive, safe place during a difficult time for so many.

Last but definitely not least, thank you to my editor, Claire Jarrett; my wonderful alpha reader, Trish; and my amazing beta readers—a great team of established veterans and new helpers. In alphabetical order: Anne-France, Chris Zett, Jonna, Kathy, Kelly, Mae, Melanie, Nicky, Pat, Rhapsody, and Stephanie.

Impulse Buy

by Jae

The only thing worse than flu season was the week of Valentine’s Day in the emergency department. Most of Regina’s colleagues would disagree, of course. For them, either the Fourth of July or New Year’s Eve topped their list of most-hated holidays. But for Regina, no other day was as annoying. This year, her patients proved her right once again by taking “Love Is a Battlefield” a bit too literally.

Her shift wasn’t even halfway over, and she had already stitched up the bleeding eyebrow of a guy who had been struck by a popping champagne cork, ordered X-rays for a woman who had slipped and fallen on ice while proposing to her partner, and treated a couple with food poisoning from improperly stored tiramisu that had been left over from a candlelight dinner.

Just two more romantic mishaps and she’d have a bingo on her Valentine’s Day ED bingo card.

Feet aching, she sank onto a rolling stool at one of the computer workstations to update her patients’ digital charts.

Ellie walked over from the nurses’ station and leaned against the counter next to Regina. “Hey, doc. Busy shift, isn’t it?”

Her tone was friendly yet professional, which was the way they had agreed to handle their interactions in the ED, even now that the entire staff of Campbell Medical Center knew about their relationship. But somehow, Ellie managed to make “doc” sound like a term of endearment.

Regina decided she kind of liked it. Not that she would ever admit it. “You can say that again. I thought we already made it through the Valentine’s Day-related injuries, but here we are the day after, and we’re still treating allergic reactions to Valentine’s Day candy and burns from spilled candle wax.” She restrained herself from rolling her eyes—barely. “Love is definitely a health hazard.”

Ellie grinned, her big, brown eyes twinkling. “You’re such a romance grinch.” Her tone became a tad less professional and more affectionate.

Regina lifted her finger and lowered her voice. “Recovering romance grinch. A very talented nurse found a cure.”

“Did she now?” Ellie’s voice turned raspy.

Okay, they were quickly leaving co-worker territory and approaching the realm of head-over-heels lovers. Regina cleared her throat. “So, what can I do for you? Is there a patient you’d like me to see?”

“No. Actually, I came over to do something for you. I thought you could use a little pick-me-up.” Ellie pulled something from the pocket of her scrub top and placed it next to Regina’s keyboard.

It was a Twinkie.

Regina couldn’t help smirking. Visions of the erotic things she had done to the creamy filling of the little sponge cake on their second auction-mandated date danced in front of her mind’s eye. “Is this supposed to be a pick-me-up for me or for you?”

A flush rose up Ellie’s throat, and she adjusted the V-neck of her scrub top as if she were suddenly in danger of overheating. “Me! I mean, you, of course! Sorry. I know it’s not exactly a work-appropriate snack, at least not when you are eating it, but it seems it’s been a tough shift for everyone at CMC, and this was the only thing the cafeteria had left.”

“It’s fine.” Regina slid it surreptitiously into her scrub top pocket as if hiding a pair of sexy panties. “How about we share it tonight? Dinner at my place?”

A beaming smile spread across Ellie’s face. “I’d love to.” She looked away to straighten a couple of pens in the penholder next to the keyboard. “So, any plans for your days off?”

Regina glanced left and right. Normally, she disliked discussing her private life at work, but none of their colleagues were within earshot. “That depends.”

“On what?”

“On whether we’re planning a sleepover,” Regina said. “That’s why you’re asking, isn’t it?”

The lovely flush on Ellie’s face intensified. “Um, yes, that too, but I was actually just curious to see if you’re going to be home tomorrow morning or playing disc golf.”

Ellie had never asked about her plans in such detail while they were at work before—especially not while averting her gaze and straightening stationery that didn’t need to be straightened. Regina searched her face. “What’s going on?”

“I suck at keeping secrets, don’t I?” Ellie sighed.