Stranger to Love

By Samantha LeSaux

There was no room for romance in Dr. Sari Mayfield's medical career until she needed a prescription for a broken heart!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Romance Story Publishing
• Release date: Jan 23, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215693773

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There was no room for romance in Dr. Sari Mayfield's medical career until she needed a prescription for a broken heart!

CHAPTER I

NO TIME FOR SENTIMENT

SARI'S rubber soles were noiseless as she pattered down the whitewashed corridor, and she kept her slim shoulders trimly erect. Her chin was high, her eyes were bright, and her hair made her look as capable and efficient as she thought an intern at High Middleton Hospital should look. It was her fault that she was also devastatingly beautiful, with her wheat-gold hair gleaming in its bun and her eyes blue as sunlit lakes. 

Dr. Sari Mayfield hated her beauty. She'd have given everything she owned, except her hard-won medical degree, to be raw-boned and tailored like Dr. Amanda Graves, the famous surgeon. What chance did Sari have of succeeding as a surgeon, looking the way she did? Who in the world would be willing to trust their life to hands that looked like fallen apple blossoms?

Pacing down the hospital corridor, she came to 420 and turned in.

If you wanted to stretch a point, you could say that Larry Collier in 420 was a patient of hers. After all, she'd been in the ambulance the night of the 911 call. She'd decided it was appendicitis long before Dr. Blore said it was appendicitis, and she'd been around pretty much the whole night. That made Larry Collier her patient, perhaps a little indirectly. Anyway, she stopped by for a daily visit.

She walked in now, through the door that was left open for ventilation and around the screen that was put up for privacy. He sat in a deep, comfortable chair by the window. The sunlight glowed in his thick chestnut hair, which flowed in a thin golden line along the strong line of his jaw. His eyes were gray under his bronze winged eyebrows, and now, as he looked at Sari, there was a faint sparkle in them.

What in the world do you want to be a doctor for? he asked. A girl as pretty and sweet as you should have been content with...

Marriage? Sari cut in sweetly. She had heard it before, a thousand times. She knew all the questions and all the answers. She said, What has marriage got to offer a girl but a kind of plush slavery?

Plush slavery, Larry repeated. That's a new one.

I'll let you use it, Sari offered generously. Next time you fight in court.

***

LARRY was a lawyer, a damn good one. He was also, rumor had it, going to run for District Attorney in the next election. He was young for that, but he was smart. And ambitious. Sari admired that she was ambitious, too.

Larry said, When you talk about marriage being a form of plush slavery, don't you ever consider that love might make it more plush and less slavery?

Sari laughed at him. Love, she said in her most professional tone, "is purely a matter of attitude. If you like the idea, you'll fall in love with