All Devyn wants-besides a tall, fine husband and finally a few babies to fulfill her ‘approximately to turn thirty, working out of time, cute black family members’ dreams-is to complete her yearlong internship at College or university Hospital. She’s worked up about the experience, wanting to find out, glad to help wherever she can . it ought to be easy, right?

Well, it might be . . . if it weren’t for arrogant, know-it-all, always-got-something-to-say Dr. Joseph Wright. Devyn can’t stand him, and if his attitude is definitely any indication, the feeling is mutual . . . or is it?

Joseph doesn’t ‘carry out’ doctors. Or nurses. Or patients. Or anybody else who has anything regarding the hospital, for example. University Hospital offers infiltrated more than enough of his lifestyle, and the very last thing he needs is usually a blurring from the lines between professional and personal.

. . . until sensible, sexy, sassy Nurse Devyn Echols comes along, and stomps around those lines.

When you’re pulling doubles with the individual you hate to want so bad . . . something will ignite.

Contains mature themes.