The Tempting Alaskan Doctor by Denise Gwen
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Blurb
Television newswoman Helena Parker’s new gig will resurrect her flagging career, but it involves filming the taciturn Doctor Mark Roethlisberger as he attends to his medical practice in the remote village of Hoonah Alaska, deep in the inside passage that borders Canada.
An unknown condition of Dr. Mark almost derails the filming, but Helena figures viewers will love the lean, handsome doctor regardless. She’s surprised when viewers fall in love with the obvious chemistry between them, and the show takes off into the stratosphere.
Helena finds herself falling in love with Dr. Mark, but her career requires her to live in Los Angeles, while he’s committed to his life in Alaska. When filming ends, she fears that while her career will be golden once again, her private life will be in ruins, for she’ll have said goodbye to the great love of her life.
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Excerpt
Prologue
The Conover Agency,
Century City, Los Angeles
December
“Alfred, this is a terrible idea.” Helena Parker
gripped the armrests of the plush chair as she gazed imploringly at her agent,
Alfred Conover, from across the vast expanse of his glass desk.
“What’s not to love? The money’s great, and you
can keep that penthouse condo of yours.”
Helena gazed out through the plate-glass window
behind her agent’s head and sipped her herbal tea. “I’m in no position to
argue—”
“Hon, you sure got that right.” Alfred chortled
as he thrust a packet of papers across his desk toward her. She picked them up
with trembling hands. “Your last two specials have bombed, and Channel Twelve
is re-visiting your contract. They may fire you.”
“I know.” She studied the copy in her hands and
shuddered. A Year with the Hot Alaskan
Doc. “Al, this sounds so … salacious.”
“Helena, it’s a good offer. One that you can’t
afford to turn down. You only have to work there one week out of every month,
at a terrific salary. And if this show does well, they may offer you a second
season.”
She opened the pack, and leafed through it. She
recognized the names of celebrity spokeswomen who’d been enlisted to work on
different continents. One was with a veterinary practice in Iceland and another
was with a nurse practitioner in Australia. The producer represented a new
streaming service. They wanted to build-up content, and they wanted it fast.
Why did she get the job offer with a doctor, of
all people? She hated medicine. Hospitals and doctors and blood frightened her.
She studied the name of the remote village in
Alaska where she’d be based, “Hoonah? Did I pronounce that properly?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
Clearly, Al couldn’t care less how she
pronounced the name of the village. His only concern was that she’d get some
terrific footage. Oh, and burnish her fading star. That would be nice.
“You’ll be working with this doctor who’s
running a small, hardscrabble practice in a remote part of Alaska.”
“I thought all parts of Alaska were remote.”
She studied the offer page and swooned. Yes,
they were offering her a pile of money, and if she were careful, she could live
off this money for years. And oh yeah, she could also resurrect her failing
career.
Eight years earlier, her prospects had shone as
golden as the California sunshine. Her first documentary was on the plight of
Eastern European women, who emigrated to the United States with the promise of
employment—only to find their passports seized, their identities and their
bodies held hostage as they were forced into prostitution. It had turned her
into a media star overnight. She was pretty, smart, and as Alfred put it, she
had it, a beguiling quality, that was
part of her conservative, midwestern upbringing, which made viewers want to
identify with her.
She immediately landed a contract filming
documentaries. The first show she produced under this lucrative contract did
not inspire, nor did the second, and the third was canceled before filming
finished. Her hopes of becoming a renowned international newswoman faded.
Author Bio Denise Gwen's mother once kept her up half the night to share with her the sublime joy of all that is Jane Austen. Denise was thirteen when her mother gave her her first copy of Emma, complete with weird spelling, such as connexions for connections. Nonetheless, Denise did fall in love with Jane Austen, and this may have fueled her love of reading and writing.
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