Do Me Doctor: Do Me Doctor, #1

By Layla Valentine

Dr. Joel Lockhart.
The world-famous plastic surgeon.
Incredibly talented, and utterly irresistible.
I can't imagine the things he could do with those hands.
His breath on my neck, his lips on my lips…
It's enough to drive a girl crazy.
I want him.
Bad.

But my twin sister has other ideas…
She's on the run from the FBI, and has implicated me too.
We both need new identities, new faces, and there's only one man who can do it.
Make me beautiful doctor.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Layla Valentine
• Release date: Feb 22, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201396688

Book preview

CHAPTER ONE

The Bahamian sun was just beginning to sink over the edge of the horizon, and it was putting on one hell of a show. It painted the sky burnt orange and peach pink as it descended into the sea, making me pause to watch, even though I should have been finishing packing up for the day.

Hey, space cadet.

Startled, I turned to see Allison Bernard, the makeup and hair assistant, grinning up at me. She was barely over five feet tall to my five nine, so talking to her always made me feel like a giant. Still, she was the friendliest person I worked with, and I adored her.

Staring out into the abyss again? She came up beside me and we both turned to look at the vanishing sun.

I had a habit of zoning out at work, especially if we were shooting somewhere beautiful. And where was more beautiful than the Bahamas? Besides, part of being an assistant set designer was that I was meant to appreciate the set.

I'll never get tired of this sunset, I said wistfully.

There's an even better view behind you. Allison elbowed me playfully in the ribs. At least, it was meant for my ribs. She hit me in the stomach instead.

I turned to see what she meant, only to immediately spin around again, my face flushing with heat. I hope to God he didn't hear you, I hissed.

Allison chuckled and craned her neck to look at the tall, handsome man in the well-cut suit behind us. I bit the inside of my cheek so I wouldn't tell her not to be so obvious, but she was a grown woman and could check out whomever she pleased. Just because I got all awkward around Joel Lockhart didn't mean she had to follow my lead. Doctor Joel Lockhart, I reminded myself. As if I needed another reason to swoon over him.

Allison turned away and sighed. I hope that our next project needs a medical consultant on set. I could get used to having eye-candy like him around.

Allison, I said reproachfully. He's not here for you to ogle. I crossed my arms. Besides, it's not like we're starved for good looking men around here. I mean, Damien is nothing to shake a stick at.

Allison flipped her long, dark braid over her shoulder as she turned to look at me, one eyebrow raised. Damien? Ew. He's hot as hell, but couldn't be more a tool if he had a metal head. At least the good doctor is a nice person, as well as being easy on the eyes.

Wouldn't know. I shrugged. I've never talked to either of them about anything other than work.

She prodded me again. And that's exactly why you need to get out there more often. Come to the after-party tonight. The doc never shows up to any of them, but you can have a go at Damien if you're really that keen.

Can't tonight, I said, although my answer probably would have been the same even if I wasn't actually busy. I loved my job and I loved the people I worked with, but I liked to spend my evenings quietly, unwinding in my hotel room. Especially when we were shooting in exotic locations that afforded me beach access to use at my leisure. I've got to go pick up my sister from the airport.

What? Really? Allison frowned. I didn't even know you had a sister.

I laughed. A twin, actually. We don't see each other as often as we'd like. She lives in San Diego.

Allison turned to me with a look of disbelief. Twin? Identical twin?

I nodded.

That's so cool! I have to meet her.

Maybe another time, I said with an apologetic smile, looking at my watch. I should be heading out, or I'll be late.

Allison waved goodbye as I started picking my way up the beach towards the road.

Today's location was one of my favorites so far. We were near the end of our six weeks of filming, and we only had one location left to film in, so it was probably safe to say this would take the cake for the best spot.

I loved the beach. Any beach and every beach. When my department head told me that our next project would be a thriller shot partially in Nassau, it was like finding out I'd won the lottery without even having to buy a ticket. Maybe that was why Chelsea had decided to visit me. She'd always loved the beach, too, something that had vexed our mother to no end while we were growing up. Our auburn hair and fair skin made our love of soaking in the sun problematic, to say the least, but I had a cache of sunscreen back in my hotel room that would have made any dermatologist proud.

Even though the air was slightly cooler than it had been during the day, it was still a relief to get into my rental car and turn on the air conditioning. Even if the temperature was similar, it was much more humid here than it was in L.A. I was still getting used to feeling constantly sticky, but I appreciated that the hot days led into balmy, warm nights.

I couldn't wait to show Chelsea the island. I had a day off coming up, and I looked forward to taking her on a drive along the winding coast. Though our personalities clashed in many ways, I could always rely on our shared love of nature and anything involving sunshine and adventure to