All Chapters of Dr. Brandt: Billionaires’ Club Book 5: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Cameron (Cam)This week in Jamaica was supposed to be a reprieve from the demand of my job as a pediatric neurosurgeon. What wasn’t there to love about the white sandy beaches of the all-inclusive resort where we were staying? I was here for the sun and fun, but the latter had backfired on my ass.I suppose I should’ve stopped the groom and questioned his bright idea of coming here after his fiancé dumped him a day before their wedding. Typically, however, guys didn’t sit around and talk out their feelings. It was more common for us men to jump at the opportunity to turn a bad situation into a good one. You know, we’ve got each other’s backs without questioning who was right or wrong in a relationship breakup—failed wedding or not. So, that’s what I did.I agreed to join the broken-hearted groom on vacation. Maybe Dennis would get laid and get over it; maybe he wouldn’t. Either way, he requested that his groomsmen join him for a week, and I was happy to get away from work and Los Ange

If Jessa had ever prayed for my ass to be punished for hurting her, she was watching the answer to those prayers come true at this moment. I was miserable, trying my damndest to focus, and Jessa seemed to find it all extremely amusing. That’s what this was all about, right? Karma biting me in my ass like I deserved.If that wasn’t enough, I was now fighting off this bridesmaid like a rabid spider monkey. “I’m getting another room, and you’re going back to that wedding party. I’m done with this shit.”“Why don’t I leave you two alone?” Jessa said with a curious smile. “It was nice to see you again, Cam.” She looked at the woman who was hanging like a drunken idiot on my side. “Enjoy your wedding festivities, or whatever it is you’re doing here.”“This isn’t what it seems.” I tried to smile while refraining from throwing a bridesmaid off my ass. “Trust me.”“Have a good one.” She laughed and grinned at me.“Jessa, can we talk?” I looked like an idiot with a drunk woman trying to lick me

“Yeah, of course.” My parents had been killed in a plane crash a few years ago. They were flying with some friends to a ski resort in the Italian Alps when their jet went down, and it was the most devastating time of my life. However, I decided to keep that info to myself because I hated talking about it and didn’t feel like bringing a storm cloud to rain on an otherwise lighthearted conversation. “Anyway, I wanted to pursue this career path since it is personal to me. And because neuroscience has exploded with breakthrough treatments, things are more promising than ever. I just want to help people so they don’t experience the same grief as my family.”“Always thinking of others.” She leaned her chin against her palm. “I’m glad to see you haven’t changed much.”“Speaking of change since you and I last saw each other,” I said, finding some bearings in this conversation, “what happened after I took off and left you to graduate college without me?”“You might want to brace yourself for m

So, why was I sitting at my vanity in my Manhattan penthouse thinking about how Cam’s jawline was perfectly formed by his neatly groomed beard? Beats the hell out of me.“He was just an old damn flame,” I softly reminded myself as I placed my drop earring in my ear. “That’s it.”“What’s it? What are you whispering to yourself in here, precious?” Warren’s voice announced his entry into my dressing room.“Precious,” I said dryly, then turned and smiled at him. “I hate when you call me that, and you know it.”He raised his hands and brushed along the bare skin of my upper arms. “You look stunning tonight. I love this silk gown on you. You will surely astonish them all.”As Warren kissed my neck after fastening a new necklace he’d purchased for this affair, I closed my eyes, begging myself to feel something with this tender show of affection. Nothing.Maybe he’s right. Maybe my hormones are fucked up, and that’s why I’m not that into sex or intimacy with him anymore.He had to be correct.

“Look, Nurse Darcy,” Kaleb said with an infectious laugh, turning his attention to where Dr. Nadeer and I stood, “it’s an Oompa Loompa from the Chocolate Factory.” He chuckled while I watched Darcy cover her smile.“That’s not very kind, Kaleb,” she finally tried to scold the boy. Kaleb still wore the head dressing I’d wrapped this morning after checking the stitches and incision marks I’d made to rid him of a benign tumor.Kaleb began singing the Oompa Loompa song, and I could tell Dr. Nadeer hadn’t understood my patient’s observation. His tanned skin looked orange, and his hair and eyebrows were so white they glowed. Now, all I needed was to see his bright white teeth, and then I’d be screwed by uncontrollable laughter.“What’s an Oompa Loompa?” Dr. Nadeer questioned.“It seems he’s got you pinned for a character from a family movie.” I paused as Darcy brought Kaleb’s attention back to playing catch with her. “I should thank you.” I clapped him on his shoulder. “Now, I know his memo