Lucky in Love
Book 4 Southern Bride Copyright © 2020 by Kelly Elliott
ISBN EBook 978-1-94363364-7
ISBN PAPERBACK 978-1-943633-65-4
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Other Books by Kelly Elliott
Chapter One – Truitt
Chapter Two – Saryn
Chapter Three – Truitt
Chapter Four – Saryn
Chapter Five – Truitt
Chapter Six – Saryn
Chapter Seven – Truitt
Chapter Eight – Saryn
Chapter Nine – Truitt
Chapter Ten – Saryn
Chapter Eleven – Truitt
Chapter Twelve – Saryn
Chapter Thirteen – Truitt
Chapter Fourteen – Saryn
Chapter Fifteen – Truitt
Chapter Sixteen – Truitt
Chapter Seventeen – Saryn
Chapter Eighteen – Truitt
Chapter Nineteen – Saryn
Chapter Twenty – Truitt
Chapter Twenty-One – Saryn
Chapter Twenty-Two – Truitt
Chapter Twenty-Three – Saryn
Chapter Twenty-Four – Truitt
Chapter Twenty-Five – Truitt
Chapter Twenty-Six – Saryn
Chapter Twenty-Seven – Truitt
Chapter Twenty-Eight – Truitt
Chapter Twenty-Nine – Saryn
Chapter Thirty – Truitt
Chapter Thirty-One – Saryn
Chapter Thirty-Two – Saryn
Chapter Thirty-Three – Truitt
Chapter Thirty-Four – Truitt
Chapter Thirty-Five – Saryn
Chapter Thirty-Six – Truitt
Chapter Thirty-Seven – Saryn
Chapter Thirty-Eight – Truitt
Chapter Thirty-Nine – Saryn
Epilogue – Truitt
About the Author
Other Books by Kelly Elliott
Other Books by Kelly Elliott
STAND ALONES
The Journey Home
Who We Were*
The Playbook*
Made for You*
*Available on audiobook
COWBOYS AND ANGELS SERIES
Lost Love
Love Profound
Tempting Love
Love Again
Blind Love
This Love
Reckless Love
*Series available on audiobook
WANTED SERIES
Wanted*
Saved*
Faithful*
Believe
Cherished*
A Forever Love*
The Wanted Short Stories
All They Wanted
*Available on audiobook
LOVE WANTED IN TEXAS SERIES SPIN-OFF SERIES TO THE WANTED SERIES
Without You
Saving You
Holding You
Finding You
Chasing You
Loving You
Entire series available on audiobook
*Please note Loving You combines the last book of the Broken and Love Wanted in Texas series.
BROKEN SERIES
Broken*
Broken Dreams*
Broken Promises*
Broken Love
*Available on audiobook
THE JOURNEY OF LOVE SERIES
Unconditional Love
Undeniable Love
Unforgettable Love
*Entire series available on audiobook
WITH ME SERIES
Stay With Me
Only With Me
*Series on audiobook
SPEED SERIES
Ignite
Adrenaline
BOSTON LOVE SERIES
Searching for Harmony
Fighting for Love
*Series available on audiobook
AUSTIN SINGLES SERIES
Seduce Me
Entice Me
Adore Me
*Series available on audiobook
SOUTHERN BRIDE SERIES
Love at First Sight
Delicate Promises
Divided Interests
Lucky in Love
Feels Like Home September 2020
Take Me Away (TBD)
COMING SOON
Feels Like Home (Book five in the Southern Bride series) September 1, 2020
Good Enough (Book three in the Meet Me in Montana series) TBD
Boggy Creek Valley Series 2021
COLLABORATIONS
Predestined Hearts (co-written with Kristin Mayer)
Play Me (co-written with Kristin Mayer)
Dangerous Temptations (co-written with Kristin Mayer)
YA NOVELS WRITTEN UNDER THE PEN NAME ELLA BORDEAUX
Beautiful
Forever Beautiful
HISTORICAL
Predestined Hearts by Kelly Elliott and Kristin Mayer
You can’t blame gravity for falling in love.
—Albert Einstein
Truitt
THE NURSE LOOKED at me with a stunned expression as she asked for the second time, “What did you say you think you broke?”
I sighed while my brother Roger leaned forward and cleared his throat. “His dick. Is it even possible to break a dick?”
After a glare directed at my brother, I turned back to the nurse. “There was a bit of an accident while we were hiking. I’m not going to lie, I’m in a lot of pain, so if we could make sure it’s not severely injured and figure out why my balls…I mean, my testicles, feel like they’re in the pit of my stomach, I would be forever grateful.”
Her eyes went from mine directly down to my junk. When she bit into her lip, I fought to roll my eyes. My looks were not something I was ignorant of. I knew women thought I was good looking. I had a mirror, I saw what I looked like. Good genes and a healthy regimen of food and exercise was the cause of said good looks and a body I was damn proud of. I fucking worked hard enough for it.
Most men would relish the attention of a beautiful woman, but I had grown tired of it early on. The idea that a woman wanted to sleep with me because I had a nice body and a pretty face wasn’t something that interested me anymore, or honestly, maybe ever. Unlike my older brother, who played his cards all the damn time.
“Are you asking me to examine you?” the nurse asked as a flush crept up her neck to her cheeks.
Roger laughed, and that caused her to focus on him instead of my throbbing dick. “That could either make his pain worse, or better, depending on if the idiot actually broke it.”
The nurse cleared her throat and tried to look me in the eyes as she spoke. “Well, you can’t break your di…I mean, your penis. You can, however, have a blunt
force trauma to an erect penis where you could get a condition known as penile fracture. It’s not really a fracture, but it’s as painful as one. Was your…”
Her eyes drifted down again before they snapped back up. “Was your penis erect at the time of the…um…accident?”
Roger hit me on the arm. “Dude, if you had a woody while we were hiking, we need to seriously have a talk. How long as it been since you’ve, you know?”
Shooting my brother a look that said I was going to kill him if he didn’t shut up, I pulled in a slow, deep breath. “I wasn’t hard when it was hit by the branch.”
Her brows rose. “Are you sure?”
I felt my jaw open some. “Yes, I’m sure!”
“I don’t know, dude, wood seems to get you all hot and bothered.” Roger looked at the nurse. “He’s a builder, likes working with wood and his hands.”
She nodded. “Oh, I see.”
I shook my head at her. “Wait, what do you mean, you see? What’s that supposed to mean?”
The nurse shrugged and looked between me and Roger.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, I wasn’t hard, hiking doesn’t make me hard. Wood doesn’t make me hard. Women make me hard. Women, only women.”
She started to chew on her lip again before she said, “Well, with a penile fracture you’ll hear a popping or a crack. It will swell, enough that you’ll notice it’s swollen.”
I looked down at my junk, then glanced up to see Roger and the nurse staring at it.
With a smirk, I replied, “That’s normal, it’s not swollen.”
“Oh!” the nurse said, with a slight lift at the corner of her mouth. “Is it black and blue?”
“Do you want me to pull my shorts down and look?” I asked.
A nervous laugh slipped from her lips. “No. I mean, yes. No, wait. We can certainly do a quick examination, so I can let the doctor know.”
Roger used his feet to push the stool he was sitting on closer to me. I looked at him blankly. When his eyes met mine, I could see the corners of them crinkle up. He was attempting to hold back a smile, or a big ass laugh.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“I want to see what a dick looks like when it’s bruised.”
I placed my hand on his forehead and pushed him back, causing the stool to roll away from me. “Get the hell out of here!”
The curtain pulled back and another woman walked in. A stunningly beautiful woman.
With a frustrated sigh, I said, “I’m sorry, when will the doctor be over here, I don’t think I need another nurse.”
The new woman gave a humorless laugh. “I am the doctor.”
This time my brother let out a roar of laughter as I closed my eyes and cursed inwardly.
The nurse cleared her throat and said, “Mr. Carter has had trauma to his erect penis. He’s in pain and believes he might have a penile fracture.”
Roger leaned forward and smiled at the nurse. “I have to ask, are you single? Because the way you use the word penile is kind of hot.”
The nurse nodded and blushed as I let out a frustrated groan. “For fuck’s sake, dude! My dick is throbbing and my balls feel like they’re about to fall off, will you stop flirting with the nurse!”
I looked at the doctor and added, “I wasn’t erect, by the way.”
She nodded, and I had to give her credit, she didn’t falter with all the nonsense in the room. She kept her expression neutral. “Let’s take a look. Put on the gown while we step out.”
The nurse quickly turned and held the curtain open as the doctor handed me a hospital gown.
“You’re going to look at it?” I asked, my voice shaking more than I wanted it to.
The doctor gave me a stern look. “Mr. Carter, trust me when I say I’ve examined a penis or two in my time.”
Roger cleared his throat again and pushed the stool back some.
My eyes went to her name tag. “Doctor Turner.”
“Yes?” she asked.
“And underwear.”
I smiled. “I’m not wearing any.”
This time she smiled while one brow rose ever so slightly. I saw her cheeks color just a bit. “I’ll be back in a moment.”
She pulled the curtain shut and Roger laughed. “Dude, you’re fucking flirting with the doctor before she examines your cock. You think that’s wise?”
“Get the hell out of here, you idiot.”
“Hell to the no, this is classic. Of all the times I’ve had to sit with you in an emergency room for bullshit stuff, I am not missing the cock examination.”
I stood and glared at him. “I hate you.”
“Strip, little brother.”
“Turn around.”
He laughed. “Dude, I’ve seen your dick before. We grew up together, remember? Not to mention all the times I had to see it in the shower after football practice in high school.”
I felt my face constrict. “Why in the hell were you looking at my dick in the shower?”
“How could you not? All of our dicks were out, at some point you’re gonna see the dicks.”
With a sigh of defeat, I pulled my pants down, causing Roger to close his eyes and spin around in the chair. “Jesus, give a guy some warning before you flash him!”
After I put on the gown, I sat slowly and carefully on the table. I had to admit, the pain was starting to slowly go away. I was beginning to think the trip to the ER for a sore cock was a bad idea.
“It feels like it’s getting better…we could probably skip all of this.”
“Your voice doesn’t seem to be so high anymore,” Roger stated as he looked at a poster about flu shots on the wall.
I started to reply to him with a few curse words I saved only for him when the curtain opened again.
Why in the hell can’t I be in a regular room for this?
“I’m actually feeling a bit better,” I said to the doctor as she stepped into the small exam room.
Roger chuckled and mumbled under his breath. “I think you’re about to for sure.”
Dr. Turner glanced over to Roger. “Did you want your partner to stay for the exam?”
“Partner!” Roger and I said at the same time.
“Okay, hold up, I’m his brother, first off, so yeah, we’re not partners. And I’m staying for this entertainment because I’m sure to become the favorite son once I tell our father about all this.”
Dr. Turner looked at me. “Would you like for your brother to step out?”
“No, he can stay because I don’t want the story to grow more than it needs to. Get it, dude…grow?”
I stared at my brother in disbelief. The doctor pulled up a stool and sat down.
“Go ahead and stand while you hold your gown up,” Dr. Turner stated.
I stood, lifted my gown, and looked at Roger. Cold hands took one of my balls and I glanced down. My breath caught in my throat as I watched her gently roll my ball around in her hands. Her damn face was an inch from my junk. My eyes widened, and I shot a look over at Roger.
He was attempting to hold his laughter in while he pressed his fist to his mouth. As he looked up at me he said, “Dude, I think the story is most definitely fixin’ to grow.”
I closed my eyes and tried to think of anything other than the fact that a beautiful woman had her mouth inches from my cock. “I’m checking for lumps or any abnormalities,” she said.
I nodded, unable to say anything. It really had been a long ass time since I’d had sex.
Then she moved to the other ball, her face now millimeters from my cock.
“Dude!” Roger whisper-shouted, like the doctor wouldn’t be able to hear him.
She paused for a moment and then looked up at me and smiled. “I don’t believe you have a penile fracture, Mr. Carter. Your penis seems to be working just fine.”
My entire body heated as I looked down and saw my cock stiff as a rod.
B
etraying bastard!
“That’s…um…that’s good to know,” I whispered as I tried to think of anything that would make the hard-on go away. The sound of Roger laughing quietly in the corner should have done it, but not when I felt the gorgeous doctor’s warm breath on my freaking balls!
I jerked when she rolled my ball in her hand.
“Mmm,” she softly said, rolling it and causing me to jerk again. “Does your penis hurt now that it’s erect again?”
“Again? It wasn’t erect when I hurt it!” I grumbled.
She nodded. “That’s right. Well, is it tender?”
For a moment I thought for sure she was going to grab it. “No. It’s not. Just my…”
“Testicles?”
I nodded.
“Okay, Mr. Carter, I’m going to order an ultrasound of your testicles, just to be sure.”
With a groan, I dropped my head back.
“You can lower your gown now,” Doctor Turner said.
She walked over to the sink and washed her hands, then grabbed my chart. She wrote something in it and then pulled out a notepad. She scribbled something down and ripped the page off.
“I’ll have Lucy, the nurse, call down and get you in right away for the ultrasound.”
Lucy walked into the small room and the doctor turned to her. “Lucy, put it in as STAT so we can have it read, and if all is well, let the Carter brothers go about their day.”
Lucy nodded and left the room again, but not before she stole a glimpse of Roger.
“Thank you, doctor,” I managed to say as I silently willed my cock to go down. It wasn’t helping that the doc was now looking at me with a look I’d seen a hundred times in women’s eyes.
“I think everything is okay, but better safe than sorry,” she said, handing me the paper and then walking out of the small ER room.
Glancing down at the paper she’d handed me, I smiled.
If the ultrasound comes back with no issues, my number is 555-727-1111. I’ll examine you closer later this evening if you’re free.
Becca
“I’ve seen that smile before,” Roger said with a laugh.
Reaching for my shorts, I replied, “She gave me her number.”
“And why wouldn’t she, your cock was bobbing in her face like a hungry bastard. If I wasn’t in the room, I don’t even want to think what might have happened. Christ, how is it you get all the women? They feel sorry for your ass or something?”