Out on the 24th of January, Confessions of a Naughty Night Nurse, published by Mischief at Harper Collins.
I only got this cover two days ago and I'm absolutely loving it. The hot pink is as shocking as some of the scenes inside and the sassy jaunt of the hip the nurse is displaying is so in keeping with my heroines flirty nature. I also love how the uniform is sexy without it looking like something from an 'over 18 shop' too; the hem just a fraction too short, the material a smidge to tight, and the heels, well I wouldn't like to have worked in them when I was on the wards, but they certainly work here.
When scalpels are set down, the ward lights turned off and the patients asleep, there is always time for mischief …
I guess you could call me a jack-of-all-trades nurse. I find work satisfaction in whichever department the hospital needs me most, as long as it’s through the darkest hours. Needless to say I’ve seen it all over the years, been there and done that, what’s left to shock me isn’t worth knowing. But it’s so often the quieter nighttime where the real high jinx abound.
Yes, the nocturnal life is the one for me. With a weakness for sexy guys wearing white coats and dangling stethoscopes, my fantasies are often realised and I’m adept at finding relief from the hospital grind in shadowy corners and cozy linen cupboards.
Of course my dedication to patient comfort is paramount. What kind of nurse would I be if it wasn’t? But when one act of extreme, albeit highly inappropriate, kindness forced me to become the hospital director’s snitch, the length I went to in order to keep my job, satisfied my desires and found me the love that had always evaded me. A love that made me push even my not-so-professional boundaries to the extreme.