Trauma nurse Chauncey and paramedic Brody have only ever agreed on one thing in life—that they share a mutual hatred for one another. While they may have to work together, they’ve never gotten along. Brody sees Chauncey as nothing more than a bossy, jerk whereas Chauncey thinks Brody is a cocky, brat who needs a good slap on the nose. What neither one of them is willing to admit is that they share a secret mutual attraction.
One night they lose control and give into their passion. When they find themselves waking up in each other’s arms, they have to face one of the biggest decisions of their lives—do they give love a chance or are their differences just too big to overcome?
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In His Hero’s Shadow Copyright © 2011 Stephani Hecht ISBN: 978-1-55487-952-6 Cover art by Martine Jardin
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By
Stephani Hecht To all those who died on September 11th. May we always remember your bravery. Chapter One
Since his day had already trotted down the path to sucksville, the last thing Chauncey wanted was to have one more crappy thing happen. Yet, that’s what occurred when he received the last call of the day.
As a mobile trauma nurse, Chauncey liked to think he was always prepared for the worst. Car accidents, chemical spills, fires—he’d take any of them over the disaster he was about to face. While those calamities may be scary, they in no way compared to one certain Brody Wiseman.
Chauncey disembarked from the copter and immediately scanned the small stretch of freeway that now housed the scene of their call. PD had blocked traffic so the only thing surrounding the crashed metal that used to be a minivan and SUV were various EMTs and fire personnel. Chauncey’s gaze immediately located and honed in on one of them—Brody.
All-in-all, he didn’t look to be much of anything. Sure, he was cute enough with his spiked sandy blond hair and big, puppy dog brown eyes. He wasn’t even that tall. Standing at just over five-six, Chauncey would be surprised if the guy tipped the scales at one twenty-five.
Looks could be deceiving because under all that aren’t-I-just-a-cutie lay a tongue so sharp it could cut through metal and glass. Not only that, but Brody possessed a cocky attitude that never failed to grate on Chauncey. Sometimes it got so bad Chauncey contemplated taking Brody over his knee so he could finally spank some manners into the brat. The only reason Chauncey held back was because, knowing Brody, he’d like it and then that would just defeat the purpose.
Brody knelt beside a patient. He wore his usual paramedic uniform of navy pants and dark, long sleeved tee. On the back of the shirt, the name of his ambulance company was written in bold, yellow letters.
The patient lay strapped to a backboard, her head encased in headblocks. While the blood marring her face made it difficult to be sure, Chauncey guessed her to be about seventeen or
One night they lose control and give into their passion. When they find themselves waking up in each other’s arms, they have to face one of the biggest decisions of their lives—do they give love a chance or are their differences just too big to overcome?
The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. Criminal copyright infringement, including infringement without monetary gain, is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to 5 years in federal prison and a fine of $250,000.
Please purchase only authorized electronic editions, and do not participate in or encourage the electronic piracy of copyrighted materials. Your support of the author’s rights is appreciated.
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
In His Hero’s Shadow Copyright © 2011 Stephani Hecht ISBN: 978-1-55487-952-6 Cover art by Martine Jardin
All rights reserved. Except for use in any review, the reproduction or utilization of this work in whole or in part in any form by any electronic, mechanical or other means, now known or hereafter invented, is forbidden without the written permission of the publisher.
Published by eXtasy Books
Look for us online at: www.eXtasybooks.com In His Hero’s Shadow EMS Heat Nine
By
Stephani Hecht To all those who died on September 11th. May we always remember your bravery. Chapter One
Since his day had already trotted down the path to sucksville, the last thing Chauncey wanted was to have one more crappy thing happen. Yet, that’s what occurred when he received the last call of the day.
As a mobile trauma nurse, Chauncey liked to think he was always prepared for the worst. Car accidents, chemical spills, fires—he’d take any of them over the disaster he was about to face. While those calamities may be scary, they in no way compared to one certain Brody Wiseman.
Chauncey disembarked from the copter and immediately scanned the small stretch of freeway that now housed the scene of their call. PD had blocked traffic so the only thing surrounding the crashed metal that used to be a minivan and SUV were various EMTs and fire personnel. Chauncey’s gaze immediately located and honed in on one of them—Brody.
All-in-all, he didn’t look to be much of anything. Sure, he was cute enough with his spiked sandy blond hair and big, puppy dog brown eyes. He wasn’t even that tall. Standing at just over five-six, Chauncey would be surprised if the guy tipped the scales at one twenty-five.
Looks could be deceiving because under all that aren’t-I-just-a-cutie lay a tongue so sharp it could cut through metal and glass. Not only that, but Brody possessed a cocky attitude that never failed to grate on Chauncey. Sometimes it got so bad Chauncey contemplated taking Brody over his knee so he could finally spank some manners into the brat. The only reason Chauncey held back was because, knowing Brody, he’d like it and then that would just defeat the purpose.
Brody knelt beside a patient. He wore his usual paramedic uniform of navy pants and dark, long sleeved tee. On the back of the shirt, the name of his ambulance company was written in bold, yellow letters.
The patient lay strapped to a backboard, her head encased in headblocks. While the blood marring her face made it difficult to be sure, Chauncey guessed her to be about seventeen or
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