The Doctor’s Date | Heidi Cullinan
Cooper Point: Medical #2
June 18, 2019
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The hospital’s least eligible bachelor and its aloof administrator hate each other… so why are they pretending to date?
Dr. Owen Gagnon and HR director Erin Andreas are infamous for their hospital hallway shouting matches. So imagine the town’s surprise when Erin bids an obscene amount of money to win Owen in the hospital bachelor auction—and Owen ups the ante by insisting Erin move in with him.
Copper Point may not know what’s going on, but neither do Erin and Owen. Erin intends his gesture to let Owen know he’s interested. Owen, on the other hand, suspects ulterior motives—that Erin wants a fake relationship as a refuge from his overbearing father.
With Erin suddenly heading a messy internal investigation, Owen wants to step up and be the hero Erin’s never had. Too bad Erin would rather spend his energy trying to rescue Owen from the shadows of a past he doesn’t talk about.
This relationship may be fake, but the feelings aren’t. Still, what Erin and Owen have won’t last unless they put their respective demons to rest. To do that, they’ll have to do more than work together—they’ll have to trust they can heal each other’s hearts.
Interview and Exclusive Excerpt
I’m delighted to have Heidi on the Blog today with a bit more information about the second book in her Cooper Point: Medical series
Thanks for having me today. I’m here to talk about my new book The Doctor’s Date, available in ebook, trade paper, and mass market from Dreamspinner Press. It’s book two in the Copper Point: Medical series, and it’s the story of Erin Andreas, no-nonsense hospital administrator, and Dr. Owen Andreas, the cantankerous anesthesiologist.
I’m here to share a short excerpt with you from the story. This gives you a little look at what happens after the auction where Erin buys Owen—and then Owen “rescues” Erin from his father by announcing they’re moving in together, missing the part where what Erin really wanted was for Owen to see that he wanted to date him.
I hope you enjoy The Doctor’s Date and all the books in the Copper Point series
Move in with Owen. Move in with Owen. Move in with Owen.
When Erin’s legs wobbled, Owen bore him up and took him away from the dance floor, leading him to the nearest table, where he glared at a bank president until he allowed Erin to sit. Erin wanted to apologize on his date’s behalf, but he couldn’t form words. It took all of his control to stifle the urge to whimper.
How was he supposed to move in with Owen?
The bank president and his guests vacated the table, and now Dr. Wu and Simon Lane approached, with Dr. Kumpel close behind them. All three men regarded Erin and Owen with concern.
“Did something happen?” Kumpel’s gaze darted between Erin and Owen. “What was that with John Jean?”
Owen ignored him. “Can someone go get Erin something to drink? A glass of water?” His hand rested gently on Erin’s shoulder as he crouched slightly to speak directly to him. “Have you eaten? When was your last meal?”
Erin’s cheeks heated, and he couldn’t stop touching them. Owen was looking at him with so much intensity all he could do was answer his question. “I… I ate lunch. A sandwich from the hospital cafeteria.”
“So you were working too much on top of everything else.” Owen aimed a finger at Dr. Wu. “Find him something to eat.” He shifted his focus to Lane. “Get him something to drink. Juice, if you can manage it. Nothing alcoholic. Water for me too, please.”
Dr. Wu took his fiancé’s elbow. “We’ll be right back.”
Dr. Kumpel claimed the seat opposite Erin. “Are you feeling all right?” He cast a glance at Owen. “Is he treating you okay?”
Owen’s hand slid more possessively over Erin’s shoulder. “Of course I’m treating him all right.”
Kumpel raised a dubious eyebrow at Owen. “I didn’t ask you.”
This was the moment to explain there had been some kind of misunderstanding. How to start, though? Unbidden, Owen’s searing kiss replayed in Erin’s mind, making him flush and stammer. His shoulders slumped forward in defeat. “I—I’m fine. Thank you.”
Except for the bit where Owen is begging me to move in with him based on a misunderstanding and I’m considering going along with it.
Kumpel continued to scan Erin as if he were one of his patients, which made Erin feel acutely awkward, since Dr. Kumpel’s patients were children. “Do you have secret hordes of cash hidden away, to throw around money like that for a date with Owen? Can you afford food now? Because if not, I’m making him feed you more than hors d’oeuvres.” Kumpel leaned in closer, frowning slightly. “Also, you’re aware you bid on Owen? Our Owen? A cranky, antagonistic wild card? I mean, he’s loyal as the day is long and will defend the ones he loves with his life, but don’t discount those first three elements.”
It was absolutely too warm in the room, no question. Erin swallowed against a dry throat. “Yes, I’m aware. And I’m fine, thank you for your concern. I have plenty of money. And I only very much wanted a date with him. That’s all.”
There. He’d said the truth at last. He glanced at Owen, wondering how it would land.
Owen was unmoved by his confession, too busy glaring at Kumpel. “I’m not antagonistic.”
Kumpel regarded him blandly. “Oh, yes. I see I was in the wrong on that point.”
Lane and Wu returned, Lane clutching a tray of drinks, Wu with both hands carrying plates groaning with the finger foods offered on the buffet tables on the sides of the room. Lane passed Owen a bottle of water and pressed a glass of what appeared to be pineapple juice into Erin’s hands.
“Here you are.” Lane smiled at Erin. “They didn’t have much juice, only what they mixed drinks with at the bar. I got you a bottle of water as well.”
“Thank you.” Erin sipped at the pineapple juice. It was tart and sweet, and it tasted good.
Dr. Wu set the plates of food on the table as his fiancé moved out of the way. “I brought enough for everyone to share, and spare plates so we could take what we wanted for our own.”
Owen immediately swiped an empty plate and handed it to Erin. “Take what you like. Unless you want me to select something for you?”
Erin couldn’t tell if Owen’s solicitousness was part of the boyfriend package or if this was genuine concern. He wasn’t sure why he didn’t make more effort to object. Was he seriously going to move out because Owen clasped his hands passionately?
He couldn’t think about that now. He needed to eat. He hadn’t realized how hungry he was. The pineapple juice had only stirred his appetite. “I can help myself, thank you.”
Everyone waited while Erin made his selections, but once his plate was full, the others descended on the remaining food like locusts. Owen went last, and as he chose his items, he hesitated, glancing at Erin. “Are you sure you have enough?”
Ducking to focus on his plate, Erin nodded. “I’m positive, thank you.”
He’d barely recovered from this episode when Owen threw another grenade at him.
“Jared,” Owen began, wiping his mouth on the napkin, “so you’re aware, Erin’s going to stay with us for a bit. I thought we could give him Si’s old room.”
Dr. Wu, Dr. Kumpel, and Simon Lane froze.
Erin tugged on Owen’s lapel as he spoke in an insistent whisper. “This absolutely isn’t necessary.”
Owen’s reply wasn’t a whisper at all. “Are you trying to back out of my single, solitary condition?”
Now. Explain it to him now, even if you’re mortified. “I’m trying to tell you, you’ve misunderstood—”
“Have I?” Owen’s gaze drilled into Erin’s, stopping him cold.
Abruptly, distinctly uneasy, Erin looked at the floor, the wall, the ceiling, anywhere but at Owen or his friends.
Owen continued speaking to the others as if Erin hadn’t interrupted him. “So, as I was saying, Erin’s going to be staying with us. That fine with you, Jared? And I guess Simon, since you technically still pay part of the mortgage until we get that squared away. Honestly, I suggest you regard this situation as Erin saving you a ton of money, since you didn’t have to buy my auction.”
Kumpel laughed, his tone full of disbelief but not upset. “I assume we don’t get to ask any questions about what’s going on?”
Owen popped a potato chip into his mouth. “Absolutely not.”
About The Author
Author of over thirty novels, Midwest-native Heidi Cullinan writes positive-outcome romances for LGBT characters struggling against insurmountable odds because she believes there’s no such thing as too much happy ever after.
Heidi is a two-time RITA® finalist and her books have been recommended by Library Journal, USA Today, RT Magazine, and Publisher’s Weekly. When Heidi isn’t writing, she enjoys cooking, reading novels and manga, playing with her cats, and watching too much anime.