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Prologue
Aiden
His phone buzzed with an incoming call,again.
He glanced at the caller and silenced it,again.
He was behind on his reports and Dr. Preston, Boston General’s chief of staff, had not-so-subtly suggested Aiden stay at the hospital tonight until he was caught up.
So that’s what he was doing instead of heading to have drinks with the woman he’d been matched with on the hookup site that posed as a dating app. She was hot, and obviously horny, because she suggested he message her when he finished, and they’d try to meet up then.
Aiden had been planning on doing just that until his ex-wife’s incessant calling put him in a foul mood.
Fouler than his usual grumpy one, anyway.
But that was what he liked about the app. He didn’t have to pretend to be likeable. Being fuckable for the night would do. And that’s about all he was good for these days.
Well, besides being one of the best cardiologists in the country. And being a dad. He was an awesome dad. His girls and his patients were probably the only exceptions to who was on the receiving end of his otherwise grouchy demeanor.
Susan: Why aren’t you taking my calls?
Because he didn’t feel like dealing with her bullshit tonight. Undoubtedly, she needed money.
Guess being drilled by your tennis coach as you’re bent over our couch probably wasn’t such a good idea after all, huh, Susie?
That’s how Aiden had found them eighteen months ago when he’d come home early from the hospital and walked into his living room. She’d actually run after him, naked, spouting, “It’s not what it looks like!” as the guy’s dick jutted out, still wet from her pussy.
Now she was trying to live on the dude’s paltry salary—comparatively speaking, and her alimony. Aiden knew it was killing his high-maintenance former wife. That, and no longer having any control over him.
Aiden: I’m working.
He shouldn’t have even bothered to respond and regretted it the instant another text came in.
Susan: Maybe there’s something wrong with the girls. Did you ever stop to consider that?
He had, and there wasn’t. The first thing he’d done when he silenced her initial call was text his two daughters, Brianna and Kailey, to make sure they were okay. That’s how he knew her repeated calls had to be for money.
Still, he played along, if for no other reason than to see what she’d say.
Aiden: Is there something wrong?
Susan: Yes!
Aiden: Really? Because I’ve already talked to them, and they seemed fine.
The dots that showed she was replying started and stopped, started and stopped, and finally started again.
Yeah, that’s what he thought. She was trying to manipulate him and didn’t know how to respond once she got caught.
He put his phone on silent and threw it into his top desk drawer. She’d already taken up too much of his time and emotional energy. He wasn’t giving her any more.
There were reports that needed to be finished. And desperate women to satisfy. Maybe he’d message that chick after all.
Shit, what was her name?
It didn’t matter; it was in his messages. Besides, he’d more than likely forget it by tomorrow anyway.
Chapter One
