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BOLD STROKES BOOKSe-BooksNIGHT CALLWhat Reviewers Say About Radcly ffe’s BooksA Matter of Trust is a “… sexy, powerful love story filled with angst,discovery and passion that captures the uncertainty of first love and itsdiscovery.” – Just About WriteShield of Justice is a “…well-plotted…lovely romance…I couldn’t turnthe pages fast enough!” – Ann Bannon, author of The Beebo BrinkerChronicles“The author’s brisk mix of political intrigue, fast-paced action, andfrequent interludes of lesbian sex and love…in Honor Reclaimed…suredoes make for great escapist reading.” – Q SyndicateChange of Pace is “… contemporary, yet timeless, not only about sex,but also about love, longing, lust, surprises, chance meetings, plannedmeetings, fulfilling wild fantasies, and trust.” – Midwest Book Review“Radcly f fe has once again pulled together all the ingredients of agenuine page-turner, this time adding some new spices into the mix.shadowland is sure to please—in part because Radcly f fe never losessight of the fact that she is telling a love story, and a compelling one atthat.” – Cameron Abbott, author of To The Edge and An InexpressibleState of GraceLammy winner “…Stolen Moments is a collection of steamy storiesabout women who just couldn’t wait. It’s sex when desire overridesreason, and it’s incredibly hot!” – On Our Backs“With ample angst, realistic and exciting medical emergencies, winsomesecondary characters, and a sprinkling of humor, Fated Love turns outto be a terrific romance. It’s one of the best I have read in the last threeyears.” – Midwest Book Review“Innocent Hearts… illustrates that our struggles for acceptance ofwomen loving women is as old as time—only the setting changes.The romance is sweet, sensual, and touching.” – Just About WriteLammy winner “…Distant Shores, Silent Thunder weaves an intricatetapestry about passion and commitment between lovers. The storyexplores the fragile nature of trust and the sanctuary provided byloving relationships.” – Sapphic ReaderIn When Dreams Tremble the “…focus on character development ismeticulous and comprehensive, filled with angst, regret, and longing,building to the ultimate climax.” – Just About WriteBy the AuthorRomancesInnocent HeartsFated LoveLove’s Melody LostTurn Back TimeLove’s Tender WarriorsPromising HeartsTomorrow’s PromiseWhen Dreams TremblePassion’s Bright FuryThe Lonely Hearts ClubLove’s MasqueradeNight CallshadowlandThe Provincetown TalesSafe HarborBeyond the BreakwaterDistant Shores, Silent ThunderStorms of ChangeWinds of FortuneHonor SeriesJustice SeriesAbove All, HonorA Matter of Trust (prequel)Honor BoundShield of JusticeLove & HonorIn Pursuit of JusticeHonor GuardsJustice in the ShadowsHonor ReclaimedJustice ServedHonor Under SiegeWord of HonorErotic Interludes: Change Of Pace(A Short Story Collection)Stacia Seaman and Radclyffe, eds.:Erotic Interludes 2: Stolen MomentsErotic Interludes 3: Lessons in LoveErotic Interludes 4: Extreme PassionsErotic Interludes 5: Road GamesRomantic Interludes 1: DiscoveryNIGHT CALLbyRADCLY f FE2008NIGHT CALL© 2008 By Radclyffe. all Rights ReseRved.isBN 10: 1-60282-031-7isBN 13: 978-1-60282-031-9This Trade PaPerback Original is Published bybOld sTrOkes bOOks, inc.new yOrk, usaFirsT ediTiOn: OcTOber 2008This is a wOrk OF FicTiOn. naMes, characTers, Places, andincidenTs are The PrOducT OF The auThOr’s iMaginaTiOn Orare used FicTiTiOusly. any reseMblance TO acTual PersOns,liVing Or dead, business esTablishMenTs, eVenTs, Or lOcalesis enTirely cOincidenTal.This bOOk, Or ParTs ThereOF, May nOT be rePrOduced in anyFOrM wiThOuT PerMissiOn.cReditsediTOrs: ruTh sTernglanTz and sTacia seaManPrOducTiOn design: sTacia seaMancOVer design by sheri (graPhicarTisT2020@hOTMail.cOM)AcknowledgmentsI think it’s safe to say that every medical professional dislikes nightcall. Those hours between dusk and dawn are lonely, stressful,unpredictable, and often filled with desperation and despair. On theother hand, I think we would all say that those hours are often filledwith our greatest challenges and our finest moments. Whether we arein the operating room, the emergency room, on the patient floors, inthe field, or piloting the rescue helicopter, we play a part in a dramathat will affect lives forever. When I think back on the events that markthe milestones and turning points in my medical career, they alwaysoccurred at night.In this book I have focused on a small group of emergency and criticalcare physicians, nurses, EMTs, paramedics, and medevac pilots andcrew. The medical scenes are based primarily on my own experiences asa surgeon. I had the very good fortune to receive expert input from a ten-year Army veteran who flew helicopters for eight years, the last four ofwhich she spent as an instructor at the Army’s Helicopter Pilot School.Currently she flies a medevac helicopter in the civilian sector. Thankyou, Jennifer, most profoundly—your technical advice and personalinsight made this a far finer book. Any errors or misrepresentationare mine alone, and I apologize for getting any critical details wrongdespite your patient and thorough explanations.My thanks also go to my first readers Connie, Diane, Eva, Paula, andRB, as well as to my editors, Ruth Sternglantz and Stacia Seaman, andto the generous proofreaders at Bold Strokes Books for making this abetter book.Sheri, thank you for seeing into my head with such dead-on accuracy.Great cover.To Lee, for being there in all ways, night and day. Amo te.Radclyffe 2008DedicationFor LeeFor the Wind Beneath My WingsNight CallchapteR ONeHey, Holmes! I thought you were in Vegas?”“Yeah, I was.” Tristan sank down on the ugly green vinylsofa that occupied one wall in the OR lounge and propped her feet upon a nearby chair. “But when I heard you all were having so much funback here, I left early.”Most of the Philadelphia Medical College surgeons andanesthesiologists were in Las Vegas for a trauma meeting all week,and only a skeleton staff remained at the hospital. Tristan had beenthere too until she’d received an emergency call from her chief. Acutestaffing shortage, he’d informed her. Two of the senior anesthesiastaff were unexpectedly out of commission—one with a broken legfollowing a collision with a goose while he was rollerblading throughthe park along the Schuylkill River, and the other with a family crisis.Since Tristan was the low man—or woman, in this case—on the ladder,seeing as how she’d just started on staff only a few weeks before, she’dgamely saluted and fallen on her sword for the good of her brother andsister anesthesiologists. She’d taken the redeye back the night beforeand gone straight to the hospital.The only thing that made the premature return trip and no sleeptolerable was the memory of the outrageous few hours she’d spentwith a woman who had taught her a couple of things about herself andwhat she enjoyed in bed. For Tristan, that was a remarkable revelation,because, although she didn’t consider herself a player, she enjoyed thecompany of women. And being twenty-nine and single and planningto stay that way, at least for a good many more years, she enjoyed the• 11 •RADCLY fFEcompany of women frequently. So discovering that she liked beingfucked senseless by a petite toppy femme in four-inch heels, whileher hands were restrained over her head, ranked right up there withsome of her most enlightening experiences. So much so she couldn’tstop thinking about it—not the woman, who’d been easy to look atand interesting even when they weren’t in bed, or the admittedly mind-blowing sex—but just how much she liked being completely not incontrol. She doubted anyone who knew her, including herself, wouldhave ever described her as being happy with someone else calling theshots. But she’d been more than happy having Meg direct the action;she’d been exhilarated.“So the meeting was a drag, huh?” Charlie Dixon probed.“Oh yeah. Deadly boring.” Tristan craned her neck and grinnedup at the six-foot-four mocha-skinned trauma fellow before puttingthoughts of hot blondes, power play, and multiple orgasms out of hermind. Charlie only had half a foot on her in terms of height, but he wassvelte, the way some dancers were. He always made her feel like a clodwith her solid build that required sweating three times a week in thegym and pounding the city streets for ten or twelve miles every fewdays to keep her body muscular and not just bulky.“I hear Vegas is a swinging place,” Charlie said mournfully ashe slumped into a rickety chair at the round table in the center of theroom.“Couldn’t prove it by me.”Charlie eyed her suspiciously, but Tristan refused to bite. She’dalways found that the guys she worked with accepted her being a lesbianwithout much fuss, but they were still curious about how she madeout with women. Sex was a popular topic around the OR, since therewasn’t much to fill the long hours between emergencies most nightsexcept talking about sex and sports. She didn’t begrudge the guys theirinterest, but she didn’t play to it either. Maybe she didn’t want to spenda lifetime wit... [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]