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- Herausgeber: J. L Ryan
- Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019
Plus size pediatrician Jennifer has no time for romance until a bad boy college friend shows up unexpectedly. Their best friend is getting married and has invited them both to the wedding, so they decided to be each other's date. Sexy single dad Lorenzo hasn't seen Jennifer in years, and when he lays his eyes on this stunning BBW, he almost loses it.
When the chairman of the hospital's pediatrics department tries to jeopardize Jennifer and Lorenzo's new relationship, it threatens to rock them all to the core.
Charismatic Lorenzo is hiding something from Jennifer that causes him to pull away from their relationship, but he's so captivated by her delicious curves, that he finds himself almost obsessed. Could his heart-pounding secret be the glue that holds them together or might it be the end of the line for both of them?
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The Ecstasy And The Agony
J.L. Ryan
Published by J.L. Ryan, 2018.
While every precaution has been taken in the preparation of this book, the publisher assumes no responsibility for errors or omissions, or for damages resulting from the use of the information contained herein.
THE ECSTASY AND THE AGONY
First edition. February 20, 2018.
Copyright © 2018 J.L. Ryan.
Written by J.L. Ryan.
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
The Ecstasy And The Agony | Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
The Ecstasy And The Agony
Chapter 1
The blaring alarm clock on the nightstand jolted Jennifer awake. Too groggy to function after a late night at the lab looking over patient case files, she clumsily banged her hand around until she found the annoying culprit and slammed her palm onto the snooze button. Even after years of being lectured that it was better to get up the first time the thing went off, she never could. Only after two snoozes would she allow her eyes to crack open. Not a good habit for a doctor. There were patients to see and research to perform. Who was she kidding? After banging snooze buttons for twenty years, this was one habit she would never break.
After eighteen more luxurious minutes in her cozy warm bed, Jennifer couldn’t deny the fact anymore. She had to get up and get going. Waiting any longer and she wouldn’t have time for her morning run. No morning run meant a cranky woman—a cranky doctor at that. Not that she enjoyed running but it was the only time she could clear her head completely in order to focus throughout the rest of the day. Caffeine could only help so much so running had become her go-to activity. As much as Jennifer despised the bitter cold of a February morning in the nation’s capital, she threw back the covers to begin her day.
It would take at least a mile before the fog of exhaustion began to lift from her mind. The first mile was always the most torturous. After that though, Jennifer could run forever. Adrenaline finally pumping through her petite, 5’ 2” frame, she could take on the world. This morning in particular she needed the respite.
Being a pediatric oncologist was her life’s dream. That is, after Hannah, her best friend from elementary school suffered horribly and died from a brain tumor. It was the reason she became a doctor in the first place. No child should have to suffer like that, ever. And no parent should have to endure such a loss. But cancer was indiscriminate and unforgiving. Last night she suffered yet another battle with her childhood demon. A three year old child with lymphoma. Jennifer had been so sure her latest protocol would work. She had spent the rest of the night beating herself up for failing yet another patient, another distraught family. Sometimes her life’s dream was actually her life’s nightmare. This morning she welcomed the punishment of the frigid air filling her lungs as she near sprinted the remaining blocks from her small condominium on K Street to the National Mall. Her destination – the reflecting pond overlooking the Lincoln Memorial.
Once she reached the ice-speckled pond, she allowed herself a moment to rest and take in the beauty of the landscape. Still too early for the onslaught of commuters and tourists who flood the city daily. All was quiet except the occasional rumble of jets overhead as they were taking off from Reagan National. Whether from the freezing temperatures and wind assailing her eyes or from sorrow and frustration at her failure last night, tears ran down her freckled face. Jennifer didn’t know what was worse. Losing the patient or the fact that after so many years she still had not toughened up enough to make that pain any less.
Not wishing to dwell on the matter anymore, Jennifer raced back home. Shutting out all thoughts and allowing her body to operate on autopilot. New day, new challenge! She wouldn’t allow self-pity to stop her. After many battles lost, and a few won, her determination was greater than ever.
