Open Heart: Medical Lesbian Romance (Signed eBook)

Cardiothoracic resident Izzy Frost has always excelled at following her parents' carefully laid plans—until a steamy one-night stand with captivating paramedic Cara O'Leary throws her life deliciously off course. When they discover they'll be working together at City General Hospital, keeping things professional becomes increasingly impossible as their undeniable chemistry draws them back together.
But navigating a workplace romance is the least of their challenges. Between Izzy's fear of coming out to her high-achieving medical family, Cara's working-class background clashing with Izzy's privileged world, and a ruthless chief of surgery with her own agenda, their budding relationship faces obstacles at every turn.
Just as they begin to imagine a future together, a devastating family emergency and shocking workplace scandal threaten everything they've built. With both their personal and professional lives hanging in the balance, Izzy and Cara must decide if love is worth the risk of losing it all.
"Open Heart" is a steamy medical romance about two women discovering that sometimes the path to healing others means first opening your heart to love. Perfect for fans of Grey's Anatomy who love their romance with a dose of medical drama and complex family dynamics.
This heart-pounding story delivers:
• A swoon-worthy romance between a doctor and paramedic
• Steamy scenes that will leave you breathless
• High-stakes medical drama
• Complex family dynamics
• An emotional journey of self-discovery
• A heartwarming happily ever after

- One Night Stand to Lovers
- Workplace Romance
- Forced Proximity
- Coming Out Story
- Class Difference
- Family Pressure/Expectations

The club, Parade, was on the corner of a busy crossroads. It was large, taking up most of the block it was on. The exterior was painted a mid-gray with shiny silver detailing at the top of the façade. Sitting overtop of the front door was the name, Parade, in giant silver lettering. Each letter was illuminated with a purple, almost UV light. People were flooding in and out in a seemingly never-ending stream. A tall, muscular chap who seemed to know Jack opened the door for them, and they stepped inside.
The interior of the club was in stark contrast to the outside. A giant chandelier hung from a deep red velvet-clad ceiling above the circular dance floor. The floor reacted to the energy and pressure of the movement and lights pulsed to the beat of the bass pumping through the speakers. To the right was the first of two bars, which ran halfway down one side of the club. High tables surrounded by groups of animated people were scattered around the area dividing the bar from the throng of dancers.
Izzy stood, wide-eyed, taking it all in. It was simultaneously just like she had imagined, yet not. She must have looked like a deer in headlights. Luckily for her, Jack was there to pull her out of her daze. He gave her arm a tug, bringing her back into the moment.
"Sorry," she said, despite knowing there was no reason to apologize. She hadn't done anything wrong...she was just slightly overwhelmed. Parade was most definitely out of her comfort zone.
Jack shook his head, shaking off her apology. "Let's go get a drink. It'll help you loosen up a bit." He didn't wait for a response before giving Izzy another tug, this time towards the bar.
The pair squeezed in-between the people surrounding them, waiting to be served. As the people next to them left, Izzy slipped herself onto one of the black curved stools that had become vacant. Twisting around, she turned her back to the bar as she took the opportunity to observe more.
"Izzy." Jack elbowed her side.
"What?" she snapped in response to the nudge. She whipped around to see the blue-haired bartender in front of them. The bartender reminded Izzy of a pixie. She had small, dainty features with a silver hoop nose ring and dark lipstick. Izzy felt her cheeks heat up slightly. She probably looked like a fool. Offering a nervous smile, she apologized. "Sorry. I guess I just kind of zoned."