Forever Sheltered by Deanna Roy
(The Forever Series #3)
Publication date: July 23rd 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
Synopsis:
The newest book in the bestselling Forever Series is out – Forever Sheltered!
Tina would rather sew up her girl parts with dental
floss than go on a second date with a man. She's been dumped enough to know not
to get attached.
So how DOES she end up half-naked in Surgical Suite
B with Dr. Darion?
Dr. Darion has a lot to hide. His baby sister is the only family he has left, and he’s not leaving her treatment to some incompetent hack.
But now he’s breaking every hospital rule imaginable. He lied about his sister so he can manage her care, and now he’s banging the art therapy teacher between patient rounds like a fraternity boy at a keg party.
But Dr. Darion and Tina have one thing going for them – a fierce passion for each other that just might obliterate all their doubts, and solve all their problems.
Forever Sheltered includes many favorite characters from Forever Innocent and Forever Loved, as well as the much-anticipated wedding of Gavin and Corabelle.
It is a standalone HEA that does not require reading any other parts of the Forever series.
Forever Innocent
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Interview with a freakishly
fun Book BFF
Today
we’re chatting with Jenny, a character in Deanna
Roy’s Forever Series, including the bestselling Forever Innocent, Forever Loved,
and now Forever Sheltered, which
just came out July 23.
Hair color: PINK! Of course. Oh, you mean
the real stuff? No telling. I’ve been pink since I was 13. It’s probably some
horrid ashy brown. The world will never know, thanks to Manic Panic. (My
bathroom always looks someone just murdered Strawberry Shortcake.)
Work: I’ve been slinging coffee at
Cool Beans for about six months. Recently I’ve been blowing it off due to my
new movie director boyfriend. Did you see me on the celebrity gossip site! I
looked DE-LISH. If I had skipped the panties, I might already be famous. (Oh,
stop it. You’d do it too if you could be the talk of the nation.)
Boyfriend: Normally I’m all over all the
boyz. But director boyfriend is RICH. He wanted a plaything. I wanted new
furniture. Don’t judge. You should have seen my old stuff. I know he’ll toss me
aside shortly, but right now, I’m on the highway to B-List Party City.
BFFs: Corabelle and Tina. I’m hard to be friends
with. I know I’m a flirt. I’m as subtle as Miley Cyrus on an award show. So a
lot of girls won’t be around me. They think I’ll steal their boyfriends. But I
have a code. It’s a serious set of rules I don’t violate, not ever. No boys of
friends. No ex-boys of friends. Never ever. So see, I’m not so bad. Just know
that if we’re out clubbing, if I see him first, you better stake your claim in
a hurry, or else, he’s MINE. (Well, once the director calls a wrap on the
current affair.)
You
can follow Jenny’s amusing relationship with her movie director in Forever Sheltered. Or her relationship
with her Teaching Assistant in Forever Innocent. She’ll
probably have a new flame by the next book.
Interview with a Doctor
Today
we’re going to learn more about Dr. Darion Marks, a pediatric oncologist in San
Diego who sometimes finds himself examining his new love in Surgical Suite B,
when he’s not fixing her torn panties with duct tape.
Dr.
Darion can be found in Forever
Sheltered by USA Today bestselling author Deanna Roy.
Q:
So Darion, why a doctor?
A:
It’s called parental pressure. No pre-med, no money for college. But I like it.
It was a good call. I hate it when parents are right.
Q:
What’s the best part of your job?
A:
Watching kids with cancer walk out of the hospital in remission. I’m still
hoping we’ll get my little sister there. We’re working hard.
Q:
So tell me about Surgical Suite B.
A:
(Coughs.) It’s an unused room –
Q:
You know what I’m talking about.
A:
Some … things have happened there. Tina and I have sort of, well, broken it in,
you might say.
Q:
What’s the best thing about Tina?
A:
You mean other than her willingness to meet meet me in Surgical Suite B?
Q:
Dr. Darion!
A:
You started it.
Q:
Okay, okay. What’s one thing about her you would never change?
A:
It’s an odd answer, I know, but her sadness. It connects her to her art. It’s
the pulse point of her life. She lives life fully, even carrying that grief
around. I admire her for that.
Learn
more about this hot doctor and his new love, Tina, in Forever Sheltered, just released July
23.
SHORT Excerpt from Forever Sheltered
The voice that came from the door was
like an icy blast. “Do you have any more personal questions that are completely
out of line for your relationship with my patient?”
I whipped around. Dr. Darion stood in
the door, glowering like a gargoyle.
“I—I was just asking about a song
Cynthia performed for me yesterday.”
His eyes narrowed. I wondered what I
possibly saw in him before, because now he was clearly the biggest jerk in the
universe.
He snatched my arm and dragged me from
the room.
I tried to wrench free as he moved us
down the hall. “What is going ON with you?” I asked.
“Hush,” he said.
We turned down a narrow corridor, and he
buzzed us through a door with his ID. I had never been in this part of the
hospital and tried to figure out where we were. The back side of ICU, maybe.
He shouldered open a door marked
Surgical Suite B. The room was dim and empty. Boxes were stacked along one
wall, and it had an unused smell to it, stuffy and antiseptic. A pair of
gurneys were pushed together next to a line of cabinets.
“What is this about?” I asked, jerking
my arm out of his grasp.
“Why were you in Cynthia’s room asking
questions?”
“Why are you dragging me through the
hospital like a lunatic?”
We were only inches apart, me defiantly
on my toes to try to eliminate the advantage of his height.
“You have no business questioning my
patients or their family.”
Oh, I wanted to punch him. My hand
curled into a fist. “You are an awful man, Darion Marks.”
His Adam’s apple bobbed up, then down,
like he had swallowed something nasty. “I’m sorry I dragged you down here,” he
said.
I shoved at his chest. “Sorry? You just embarrassed
the hell out of me! No telling who saw that.”
I pushed him again. I was really in a
fury. “Are you TRYING to get me fired?”
The contact between us sparked, like a
match being lit. I forgot why I was mad. He was so freaking close. He wore
cologne, just a hint of it. He smelled like heaven. My heart sped up. Crap.
I tried to think how to get out of this.
I needed to just walk away. We were alone in a dark room.
Shoot. I could already tell my body was
getting ahead of my head. It was calculating distance. Seeing how far I could
push this man. How close I could get.
Remembering how long it had been since
my last tryst with anybody.
I would have to do the one-and-done with
Dr. Darion after all.
I
leaned in, just to see what he would do.
WHEW!
See what happens in Surgical Suite B in Forever
Sheltered by USA Today bestselling author Deanna Roy.
LONGER Excerpt from Forever Sheltered
I walked down Tina's hall late
morning, intending just to wave.
But when I got to the window of her
art therapy room, she was alone inside. Instead of just walking by, I poked my
head in. "Got a second?"
Tina stood up from the box of
markers she was wiping down. "Sure." She tweaked her ponytails, a
gesture that made me smile. When she wasn't all upset, she was damn cute.
The big window made us super
visible, so I stood by the door. "I just wanted to see you."
"How is Cynthia?"
"She's stable. Low-grade
fever, but nothing like yesterday."
Tina relaxed her clenched hands.
"Good, I'm so glad. I was so scared for her."
"We've had worse,
actually."
"I don't know how you stay so
calm."
I leaned against the door.
"That's what we have to do." I wanted to hold her close, pull her
into me. I thought about asking her down to the empty surgical suite, but that
seemed self-indulgent.
Tina tugged on the bottom of her
sweater. She had this bohemian chic look today, a fitted ice blue cable knit
over a deliberately wrinkly skirt. And the stockings, of course. Blue and beige
stripes today. I couldn't help but wonder if she was wearing a bra.
"Come here," she said,
and headed toward the supply closet.
I glanced back at the window. As
soon as I stepped away from the door, I would be visible to passing staffers.
"I won't sully your sterling
reputation," she said. "Well, not on purpose."
She opened the door, but the closet
was not a walk-in, just a set of shelves.
"I don't think I'll fit,"
I said, but she grabbed my hand and pulled me behind the open door.
Now I got it. We fit in a triangle
of space formed by the corner of the room and the open door. No one could see
us now.
I pulled her in tight. For just a
moment, I let the stress and fear over Cynthia flow through me. I could feel
it, actually allow it to penetrate. How did families without the resources I
had manage this? Even though I could control every aspect of her care, I still
felt helpless. So much of how a disease progressed was left completely to
chance.
I rested my cheek on Tina's head.
She gripped me around the waist, her face buried in my lab coat. Something
surged in me, a protectiveness I'd felt for no one but my sister. Damn. She was
getting to me.
My finger lifted her chin so she
looked up at me. "Can I see you later?" I asked.
She nodded. "Meet me down here
when you get free."
I leaned down to kiss her. Her
mouth was paradise, soft and pliant. I intended to keep it simple and light,
but within seconds I felt hungry for her. I held her head with both hands and
pressed her into me, diving between her lips, tasting her, spearmint and
coffee.
I felt lost, running my hands along
her body. The sweater was soft and textured. I desperately wanted to know about
the bra, a little secret to carry with me through the day. I ran my hand across
her breast and felt the nipple harden beneath the sweater. None today. I smiled
against her mouth.
Just one touch. One brush of her
skin. My hand slid down her side and up under the sweater. I bumped across each
rib as I moved up her body. My thumb rested at the base of her breast, rounding
the curve. When my palm cupped her, she exhaled against my mouth in a sigh.
Too much. I wanted her so terribly.
I had to pull myself away. Get control. I withdrew from her sweater and ran my
hand through my hair.
She straightened her clothes. We
looked at each other a moment and burst out laughing.
"You're insane, Dr.
Marks," she said.
"I just suspected you weren't
performing the recommended breast self-exam, Ms. Schwartz," he said.
"I have to look after my patients."
She pushed me against the wall and
pressed against me. "How about testicular exams? Should we add those in?
I'm not very skilled, but I make up for it in enthusiasm."
God. I was rock hard. Thank
goodness for the lab coat. "I can't get enough of you," I said.
Tina's expression was soft and
easy, a gentle smile. "We'll meet up later."
I pushed away from the wall.
"I look forward to it."
She peeked around the door.
"All clear." She pushed it back around until it closed. "Thank
you for your concern about my mammary health."
"Anything that keeps you
proactive." I couldn't stop smiling as I headed for the hall. Then I
stopped and turned around. "I might have to send you text messages
reminding you of the body parts you should take particular care with, or I will
need to examine them."
She sat back down at the table,
resuming her marker cleaning. "Then I just might have to tell you which of
my body parts should be at the top of the list."
I swallowed hard. I was done for
with this one. And the way Cynthia felt about her too - I had never been this
involved, ever. And we'd been on one date. One mostly failed date.
I opened the door to head back to
my rounds. But I'm pretty sure a big part of me stayed behind.
AUTHOR BIO
Deanna Roy is a passionate advocate for women who have lost babies. She founded PregnancyLoss.Info in 1998 and runs many online and in-person support groups. She is the author of several two-hankie reads, including Forever Innocent, Stella & Dane, and Baby Dust.
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