Wicked Grumpy Heart Doc (Boston’s Elite Book 7)

He wasn’t interested in the hippy chick, nope. Sure, Dakota had been hot. And gorgeous. And hadn’t taken his crap when they'd argued about... everything. Something he’d found oddly sexy. But still. She was sunshine, he was grumpy. She dealt with auras, he dealt with aortas. They were not the same. So why couldn't he stop thinking about her?