Dr. Russell has a bad reputation around our hospital. The scrub techs say he’s cold-blooded, the nurses say he’s too cocky for his own good, and the residents say he’s the best surgeon in the world—really, just a swell guy!—on the off chance he’s within earshot.
I try to avoid him and his temper at all costs. It’s just as easy to admire his sexy, grip-it-while-he’s ravishing-you hair and chiseled jaw from a healthy distance, preferably from the other end of the hallway half-hidden behind a plant.
Unfortunately, my plan crumbles when my trusty ol’ boss decides to swap his white coat for a Hawaiian shirt. His retirement leaves me with two terrible options: switch specialties and spend months retraining, or take an open position as Dr. Russell’s surgical assistant.
That means I have to stand near him in the OR for hours on end and anticipate his every need without letting his biting words and bad attitude intimidate me. Oh, and as if that’s not difficult enough, my silly crush on him—the one I’ve tried to stomp on until it disappears—might just be reciprocated.
I take my job seriously. There will be no smoldering bedroom eyes across the operating table, no angry almost-kisses in the storage closet. (Well, no more of those.)
What’s the phrase? An apple a day keeps the doctor away?
Maybe I should go for a whole damn bushel.
I’d expected more from R. S. Grey. Hotshot Doc promised everything that I normally enjoy – workplace romance and enemies-to-lovers trope. But it failed to live up to its promise.
I’ll start with the negatives. For one, I’d expected a more layered exploration of Matt’s character. We are told at the beginning that he is an asshole of epic proportions. And then he just suddenly starts being nice to Bailey. I was hoping for a slower transformation of his character.
There was one part that really irked me. Matt’s brother happens to meet Bailey at a club and he finds out that she’s Matt’s surgical assistant during a conversation with him. And apparently, based on a small conversation, without ever even seeing Matt and Bailey interact, the brother decides that Matt has a thing for Bailey. And that’s all dandy and fine. God knows I’ve teased my friends about their presumed crushes. But the brother doesn’t stop there. He continues texting with Bailey and even goes on to invite her to a family wedding. Why? Just to see his brother’s reaction! All this based on one conversation with Matt?!
I think I’m at that stage of my life where – a couple of interactions between the main couple of a romance where the heroine happens to be the first one to challenge the hero is enough to soften him up – just doesn’t do it for me anymore. It was just too rushed for me.
Now, don’t think that I didn’t find Matt and Bailey sweet together. They had their cute and funny moments. But they could just not engage me. I think that’s the reason I am feeling even more annoyed about the romance feeling too rushed.
There was so much to like about the book. Matt is like the amalgamation of McDreamy and pre-accident Dr. Strange. Ain’t that the perfect idea for a hero? And a heroine raising her sister all by herself after her parents’ untimely death? Who would say no to that? Even that conflict at the end was compelling, but only for a couple that’s been together for a year, or even a few months – not a couple as new as Matt and Bailey. It wasn’t even a bad book by any stretch. But I’ve come to expect so much better from R. S. Grey. So when I complain about this book, I do it because it had so much potential! I wouldn’t mind a do-over of this one for sure.
My Rating: ★★★☆☆