Another great book - Alien Embrace

I’m a great lover of reading and books and out here I usually only push spanking books – with one exception. Donna Steele isn’t only a great writer, she is a close friend and I love her work. She is trying self-publishing for the first time and I’d like to help her advertise as much as possible.

This new book, Alien Embrace is great – I got to read it early. Donna was the first writer to draw me into Science fiction. She does a great job with it – if you’re a fan of sci-fi, you’ll love it. If you tend to shy away from sci-fi, you’ll love it too. I guess that the sign of a great writer. I hope you’ll give it a try.

The Story

When Lori Sullivan wakes in the hospital with no memories, her first response is panic. Then psychiatrist Dr. Mark Greene shows up in her room, top of the rotation for emergency patients. Mark seems familiar somehow, though he doesn’t seem to know her.

Mark is instantly drawn to this new patient with the strange, beautiful eyes. She’s vulnerable and lost, and he finds himself caught in the position of wanting more than a professional relationship with Lori.

Neither one can see what a relationship between the two of them will lead to, for them or for the planet.

Excerpt -

Mark was at the hospital before eight the next morning. He was trying not to admit the pull the woman had on him, but he did want to see if she had remembered any more.

She was eating her breakfast when he arrived. Her welcoming smile caused his heart to stutter. She beckoned him in. What was it about her? He answered with a smile of his own, and took the seat beside the bed.

"Has Dr. Jacobi been by yet?"

She shook her head. "I haven't seen anyone but the woman with the tray this morning." She took a delicate bite of the toast as though making the meal last.

"Did you sleep well?"

The smile slipped a little then. "Not really."

"You should have asked the nurses for something to help you."

"I think I was afraid that I wouldn't wake up again." That rueful smile came, but her eyes sparkled as though sharing a secret with him.

He chuckled, but shook his head. "I should have had them give you something over the counter. That's very mild, but relaxes you enough to get some sleep."

"It wasn't that bad, and I did doze. Besides, all I've done for the last three days is sleep, so maybe I was slept out."

Before he could respond, the door opened and Dr. Jacobi joined them. Lori jumped, frightened, then relaxed as she recognized the older man. He was going to have a word with Jacobi, Mark decided. He could at least have tapped on the door before entering. His bedside manner definitely needed some work.

"Mark, didn't expect to see you here, but I'm glad you are. I've gotten the results of all of the tests. I have to admit I don't know what caused the coma. There are no drugs in your system, much less any that would cause that kind of reaction. Your scans are all picture perfect. If I didn't know better, I'd think they were using you to write the medical texts.

"I'm going to release you, but I'd like you to come in for a follow-up in two weeks. Or if you're going to be seeing Dr. Greene, check in with him."

Mark spotted the look of fear that came into those beautiful eyes. She hadn't remembered anything.

Dr. Jacobi continued. "I've already taken care of your paperwork, so let the nurses know when you're ready to leave. They'll take you down." He patted Lori's shoulder in a paternal, or possibly a patronizing, way and said his goodbyes.

Lori sat there a little stunned. "Well, I guess I'm sprung." She didn't sound happy about this new freedom.

"Look," he found himself saying. "I have a little time before office hours. Why don't I see you home?"

A swift look of gratitude was quickly hidden. "I can't—"

"Please? I really do have some time." He was supposed to be doing paperwork. He always set aside Monday mornings and Friday afternoons for that, because most people didn't want appointments at those hours.

"Th-thank you. I would appreciate it."

He smiled then, and his pleasure grew at her answering smile. "Do you need any help getting dressed?” At the shake of her head, he nodded. “I'll be out at the nurse's station."

She was ready in no time, and he found himself appreciating the light summer weight dress she wore. The basic color was tan, short, with a flirty hemline that moved with her, and displayed her hips to advantage. The teal belt, which matched the fabric at the V-neck of the dress, and caused her eyes to blaze with color, covered her trim waist. She was lovely. He had to shake himself to move forward.

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