Rebirth Into My Second Chance

At first, all I wanted was to tease him a little, just a playful bite. But he flipped the script on me, pulling me in close, capturing my lower lip with his, leaving me frozen in shock, daring not to push my luck further.

He didn't advance any further, though, and soon let me go.

I could swear I caught a hint of a smirk on his lips, but then he turned around, handing me a cup of warm milk, saying, "A bit of milk might keep the dizziness at bay."

He placed the milk in my hand, his tone carrying a hint of warning as he added, "Don't try challenging a man's patience too much."

With that, he was gone.

I was flushed with embarrassment, wishing I could just hide under the covers.

He knew I was deliberately provoking him, and even though he seemed to enjoy it, he still warned me not to push his limits.

What boundaries, anyway?

The moment he left, I scoffed. Wasn't I here just to push his limits?

But then, my phone buzzed with a new message.

"Up for a challenge? I'm game."

Barefoot, I dashed out of the hospital room, scanning the area for any sign of him. He must be nearby; how else would he know I was challenging him?

But instead of finding her, I was met with Max's dark scowl.

Before I could even greet him, I was suddenly airborne, hoisted off my feet and plunked back onto the bed.

dizzy? No wandering

a

hadn't left; he was preparing to give me

boredom of lying in bed waiting

queried, a frown creasing

could I be afraid of

he was securing my arm with a

"Then don't cry."

proficient movements, then eyeing the large bag of

forever. Can't

"Nope."

stoic and aloof Dr. Hilton

surrendered to the situation, feeling the

He ignored me.

you

for a

inwardly.

do you

expected at least a

his answer,

a glance,

like my patients. It's a

fortitude was truly

back, startled to see the IV bag in my arm, almost dropping the thermos he was