Day 6 of the 10-Day Countdown! #MFRWHooks


It’s day 6 of the 10-day Countdown!! Here’s an #excerpt from Don’t Unravel the Past, Book 3 of the Dr. Brogan Corkie Matchmaking Doctor series ~ a fun, medical romantic comedy! #MRFWHooks It’ll be released on August 4. Woohoo!





Don’t Unravel the Past

Dr. Brogan Corkie is happily semi-retired from medicine and now has time for other hobbies. Her passion for food is second only to her skill at matchmaking!

Years ago, Dr. Jay Landon kissed a sexy stranger with violet eyes. He was instantly enamoured – until he saw the engagement ring on her finger and the angry-looking dude by her side. She walked away with a piece of his heart.

Dr. Brenna Locket is in Mapleton for a conference and plans to stay for a six-month sabbatical to write a book. Her colourful past has prepared her well for a job she loves as an obstetrician-gynecologist with a special focus on sexual health. If her vivacious personality, natural empathy, and expert knowledge didn’t set her apart, her violet eyes and curly black hair certainly would.

Brogan doesn’t know their history, but the spark between Jay and Brenna is undeniable. She’s intrigued…and a matchmaking scheme is hatched. Now, if only Brenna could leave her past behind. Because unravelling the past might just derail the future.


Don’t Unravel the Past is up for pre-order. Only 99c on for the e-book! Release day is August 4!


Stay tuned tomorrow for more Don’t Unravel the Past fun!


Enjoy an excerpt ~

When the doorbell rang, Brogan tossed more flour on the counter and called out in her most harried voice. “Brenna, I hate to bother you, but would you mind getting that? I’m up to my ears in flour.” She crossed her fingers at the little white lie.

The desk chair scraped back. “I don’t mind at all, Brogan.”

Brenna tugged on her T-shirt and ran a hand through her hair to subdue some of the wayward curls before opening the door. She stilled and her smile froze in place. Her recollection was swift – steel blue eyes glinting behind a goalie mask, a stolen moment, a fleeting kiss. He hadn’t changed much in seven years, although his eyes seemed bluer and his shoulders broader. He certainly hadn’t lost that cocky smile.

Jay stiffened and then his smile slowly widened. “Well, if it isn’t Doctor Sniper/Cheater.”

“It was a good goal, Doctor Sore Loser. I couldn’t help it if I was more talented than you.” Brenna leaned against the door frame. “It’s been a while.”

“Indeed it has.” But he’d recognize those violet eyes and curly hair anywhere. If truth be told, he was a complete sucker for them. They’d haunted his dreams since the moment he’d met her, even if she had just scored the winning goal. She’d robbed his hockey team of a spot in the final and stolen his heart in one fell swoop. “You know, I don’t think we ever formally introduced ourselves. I’m Jay Landon.”

They’d met at MedGames, an annual weekend of friendly competition between medical schools. Teams went head to head in a variety of sports ranging from table tennis and foosball to volleyball, basketball, broom hockey, and ice hockey.

After their hockey game, the teams had stayed to watch a televised gold medal game between the Canadian and the American men’s hockey teams. When Canada scored the winning goal, the room had erupted in cheers. There’d been hugging, high-fives, and a few celebratory kisses. He wasn’t sure how it had happened, but his lips had locked with hers. In one stunning moment, he’d fallen hook, line, and sinker. And then had noticed the engagement ring on her finger.

He glanced at her hand. It was bare, no rings at all.

“Brenna Locket.”

His eyebrows went up. “The Brenna Locket?” How had he not known that? Over the years he’d kept his eyes and ears to the ground, wondering, half-hoping that some day he’d run into her again. All he’d really known about her was that she played hockey as a forward and had been a student at Western University. He’d tried to find out who she was but eventually told himself to let it go. He’d never hit on a married woman.

She grinned. “The one and only. I enjoyed your talk on Tuesday. I’m still into all kinds of sports; I learned a lot.”

He gave her a puzzled frown. “You were there?” There was no way he would have missed her, but he had seen her name on the list of guest lecturers. “Oh, you must have watched it by video link. I was told they were filming, but the cameras were very discreet.”

Brenna mentally kicked herself. She’d forgotten she’d gone as Amber. “Yeah, I have access to it as a speaker.” That was true. She had no idea how it worked, but they’d sent her a link.

“When is your talk?” Jay drank in the sight of her – the violet eyes, heart-shaped face, smooth flawless skin, disarming smile, and svelte compact athletic body. For him, the attraction, the pull, was as strong as the first time they’d met. It was bewitching, and no less inappropriate if she was married.

“This afternoon at three.”

“I’ll have to attend.”

“I’m busting the latest sex myths and hosting a Q and A. Should be fun.” She suppressed a chuckle at the flush that rose on his cheeks. “I won’t be insulted if you give it a pass.”

He’d be there. Now that he found her, he couldn’t, didn’t want to, stay away.


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One Comment

  1. Ping from Ed Hoornaert:

    Give it a pass? No, I say his goal (pun intended) is to make a pass.