Don’t Forget the Dog
By Linda O’Connor
$7.99, 151pp, paperback
$0.99, 158pp, Kindle
Genre: Medical Romantic Comedy
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Don’t Forget the Dog (Dr. Brogan Corkie Matchmaking Doctor, Book 2)
Dr. Brogan Corkie is happily semi-retired from medicine and now has time for other hobbies. Her passion for food is second only to her skill at matchmaking!
Blaine McKinnon, owner and executive chef of an upscale restaurant in Mapleton, has an adorable Old English sheepdog named Tacos. Brogan is roped into dog-sitting Tacos at Blaine’s house. The upside is the spectacular kitchen at her disposal.
Dr. Sabrina Langfield, a newly minted doctor, is in a bind when her mom, Rue, falls and fractures her wrist. Brogan offers to help and does double-duty looking after Tacos and Rue.
Blaine and Sabrina were high school sweethearts but parted ways when Blaine pushed Sabrina to pursue a career. Sabrina hasn’t seen him since, but Rue is a huge fan and frequents his restaurant. Rue’s biggest regret is her part in Sabrina and Blaine’s break-up, and with Brogan’s help, she’s determined to get them back together. It might not be that easy – Sabrina is wary of Tacos and, more pressing, she’s decided to move a four-hour flight away to do five more years of training in emergency medicine.
Will meddlesome matchmaking, Blaine’s persuasiveness, and – don’t forget the dog – Tacos’ sweet nature be enough to convince Sabrina to stay?
I’m very excited to share this excerpt from my latest release, Don’t Forget the Dog. It’s the second book in the Dr. Brogan Corkie Matchmaking Doctor series – sweet medical romantic comedies. Each happily-ever-after is a stand-alone story, with Dr. Brogan Corkie cooking up matchmaking fun. I’m a physician working in an Urgent Care Clinic and I enjoy weaving the best parts of medicine into my stories. I think laughter is the best medicine, so come laugh with me!
Rue stepped inside. She brushed a hand down Blaine’s arm and then opened her arms for a hug. “You’re so sweet to welcome me into your home.” She squeezed him tight with her left arm. Her casted arm fell to her side.
“Not even a question.” Blaine closed his eyes briefly as Rue held him. “I was sorry to hear about your accident.”
“A bit of a busted wing, but no worries, I’ll fly again.” Tacos nudged against them and Rue broke contact. She held out her hand for Tacos to sniff and then rubbed him behind the ears. “Look how you’ve grown, Tacos. Do you remember me? Still so cute.” She bent and put her face in Tacos’s fur when Tacos tried to lick her.
Blaine turned to Sabrina. “Are you going to hover on the doorstep or come inside? You’re letting all the heat out.”
Sabrina stamped her feet to knock the snow off her brown suede boots and then stepped inside and shut the door, avoiding eye contact with him. She brushed at the snow on her tailored wool coat.
Blaine watched her with a half-smile on his face. “Looks like you missed a snowflake.”
Sabrina’s jaw clenched. She held out a bag. “My mom’s things.”
He raised an eyebrow. Rue reached around him and took the bag. “Thanks, heaps, dear.”
Tacos skipped over to sniff Sabrina.
Sabrina took a step back to avoid him. “Don’t forget to take your pain pills regularly today, Mom. Don’t wait for the pain to become intolerable. And get some rest.”
Blaine pulled Tacos away from Sabrina and interjected. “Rue, have you met Brogan Corkie? Brogan, Rue Langfield.”
Brogan stepped forward. “Hello. I’m pleased to meet you.”
“Sorry, I should have introduced you,” Sabrina mumbled. She loosened the belt and undid the top buttons of her coat. Underneath she wore a crisp white blouse and a navy blue pencil skirt.
Rue held out her hand to shake and then smiled crookedly and waved it instead. “I’m delighted to meet you, too. Sabrina told me that you work with her at the clinic.”
Blaine’s head swiveled between them. “Is that so?”
Brogan smiled. “I do, or rather I did. I’m semi-retired now, so I’m not there as often.” She turned back to Rue. “My new passion is cooking, and I’m hoping you like to eat.”
Rue removed her knitted wrap and matching cap and tossed them on a chair. The loose-fitting caftan she had on flowed to her ankles and covered her cast in a tie-dye.
About Linda O’Connor
Award-winning author Linda O’Connor started writing romantic comedies when she needed a creative outlet other than subtly rearranging the displays at a local home décor store. Her books have enjoyed bestseller status. When not writing, she’s a physician at an Urgent Care Clinic. She shares her medical knowledge in fast-paced, well-written, sexy romances – with an unexpected twist. Her favorite prescription to write? Laugh every day. Love every minute.
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