Midtown Memorial

What happens when a cocky surgeon bosses around a sassy nurse? She hands him a dose of the cold shoulder. After the death of my brother, I couldn’t bear to work in the very halls of the hospital where he died. Seeking a fresh start, I accept a position in the emergency room of a new hospital, in a desperate attempt to piece my life together again.

As a surgical intern, my life is a relentless cycle of work and more work. If I lose focus, even for one second, my career could be on the line. So when my living situation unexpectedly changes, the last thing I need is the distraction of house hunting. Which is why I don't hesitate to say yes when my best friend and esteemed surgeon, Dr. Parker Winters, comes to my rescue with an offer I can't refuse: a room in his luxurious penthouse, free of charge. The only condition? Keep an eye on his little sister.

Nothing about an orthopedic surgeon is average. In fact, we actively strive to be the opposite of that word. And somehow, that’s exactly what I am, because I failed at the one thing every average person succeeds at: Marriage. The day divorce papers land in my hands, I vow to bury my failure beneath layers of work as I prepare to begin my surgical fellowship. The hospital becomes my refuge, my home, and the last place I’d ever expect to find romance. But there’s this tiny spitfire of a nurse who just won’t leave my mind.