Compromised: A Steamy Secret Lovers Medical Romance

Reunited forbidden lovers Dr. Angela Perkins and medical student Michael Harper are at a crossroads. He's nearly finished his clinical rotations and will soon have to decide if his future lies at MetroGen or in another state. Angela's locked into MetroGen for another three years, to say nothing of having to wait another full year to reveal their relationship to MetroGen.

By trying to live one day at a time, they are afforded a tiny refuge from these looming problems. That is until a city-wide disaster pulls the two of them into unspeakable danger, and their secret gets exposed.

And now that the hospital knows, it is coming for them...

Awareness slowly returned to Michael. He stretched his arm out and found Angela lying cuddled against him.

He kept his eyes closed. If this was a dream, he had no desire to wake up. He couldn’t count the number of times he’d been disappointed to be alone in his own bed.

Still, he caressed the skin on her back, noting the lacy bra straps which usually weren’t part of his dreams. In his dreams, she was in her preferred utilitarian ones or, more often, she was naked. 

To be sure, he opened his eyes. Angela was still there, though her hair really was brown. Also not typically part of his dreams.

“Angel, is that you?”

“Yes.” She snuggled closer, her bare leg rubbing up against his hard-on.

Another regular part of his dream.

Or his normal dose of morning disappointment.

“I’m really here?” he said. “This is real?”

“Yes, it’s real.” She kissed his ear, which did feel a lot like heaven. “Do you think it’s real or did you hit your head in the hyperbaric chamber?”

“This has to be real,” he answered. “Because not one of my dream Angelas has ever said hyperbaric chamber.”

“Or you sleepwalked back to my house. I guess at least part of your brain is still working if you remembered how to get here.”

Michael could have died right there and been fulfilled. “Are we back together?”

She gave him a long, long open mouth kissed. He groaned against her lips, rolling her on top of him. “Yes, we’re together. And—”

“And it doesn’t matter. I love you.” He went back to giving her those months of kisses he’d been salivating over. Her mouth was just as hungry, and her hands rested on his bare chest.

“I love you too.” She guided his hands to her breasts. “Please.”

“Please what?” He teased her nipples through the lace, reveling in the way she squeaked.

“Please be with me. Inside of me. I can’t wait.”

He cupped her face. “Forgive me for last time.” They’d found each other in the midst of their sorrow, but he had shredded it to pieces. Rejected the beautiful thing she was. 

“Make it up to me.”

Michael kissed her mouth again and then down her neck. “Your dress almost broke me.”

“How?” Angela moved her head to give him more access.

“Your body is one of the best-kept secrets at MetroGen. You trusted me and only me with it. But now…” He fiddled with the bra’s front clasp, his fingers catching on the texture of the material.

“It was on display.”

“You’re embracing it instead of hiding it. Which meant that you were open to someone else who wasn’t me being with you.” He opened the clasp, starring at the bounty before him. “Someone else could be doing this.”

He watched her pupils dilate at his touch. She took his other hand and guided it to the other side. “No one else. Since you, there’s been no one else.”

Michael breathed out, relief he certainly didn’t deserve flooding him. “And there never will be anyone else.”

Their problems with their relationship and the hospital could wait...