Resultados para "Doctors" en Comedia romántica

Cuando la mujer con la que tuve una aventura de una noche me anuncia que acabo de ser padre, mi mundo se viene abajo. Tengo que elegir entre ser padre soltero de una recién nacida o firmar los papeles para que alguien la adopte, y la decisión es fácil: tras apenas unas horas cojo un avión para ir a buscar a mi hija. El problema es que apenas soy capaz de distinguir la cabeza de los pies de un bebé, y esta situación me supera, pero tengo un plan: voy a contratar a una niñera, a ocuparme lo mínimo posible de la niña y a seguir con mi vida.

Love isn’t in my future. Romance isn’t in my cards. I focus on my job and nothing else. Neurosurgery doesn’t play well with distraction, anyway. If only my meddling, matchmaking mom would get the hint. Accepting a move to Baker’s Creek and getting off her radar and away from any eligible bachelors that she knows should keep me safe, right? Wrong. I might not want a boyfriend, but I do have a type: broody, angsty, and quiet. And there’s one of those living in this small town. Vance Aldridge.

What’s a heartbroken American to do when she’s in London? Find herself a fake fiancé. Obviously. I’m in London, trying to get over a break up, when I slam into a wall. Except it’s not a wall. It’s a hot hunk of British man. And I just poured scorching hot coffee all over him.

They call him Dr. Perfect. I call him Dr. Aloof, Dr. Arrogant, Dr. If-you're-going-to-fire-me-just-get-it-over-with. If I had other options, I'd quit, but I need this job. Badly. So I jump at the chance to impress him by hand-delivering some important documents.

When a one-night stand announces I just became a father to a baby girl, my world is thrown into turmoil. My choice: single fatherhood or sign adoption papers. The decision is easy. Within hours, I'm on a plane to collect my daughter. I’m in over my head. I barely know one end of a baby from the other. Luckily, I have the perfect plan. I’ll hire live-in help, have limited involvement with the kid, and keep my life just the same as it’s always been.

I’ve sworn off men to focus on my dream job that starts on Monday. But my best friend talks me into a final night of fun—a blind date. I only agree because the guy is going to work as a doctor in Africa. It’s the best date of my life. Dr. Africa makes me laugh and swoon, and I want to give him a thorough physical examination. He turns into Dr. One Night Stand, and I’m not sad about it. Monday morning, I’m enthusiastic and excited, until I bump into...you guessed it.