Being a professional fighter was hard and it didn't leave time for relationships. I was currently in the hospital for taking a bad hit to my shoulder and the doc had just told me I would need physical therapy. I really didn't want to but I knew I had to get better to get back in the ring.
"Hi. Mr. Collins. I'm Dr. Taylor." A woman says walking in and my jaw drops
"Destiny" I say in shock
"Axel" She says in surprise
"How you been?" I ask her still in shock
"Better than you it seems. Now what trouble did you cause that I have to fix this time?" She asks placing her hands on her hips
"my shoulder." I grumble
"Well then ya big baby let's fix it yeah?" She says smiling
"Dr. Taylor. That isn't way to speak to a patient" A man roars behind her
She flinches and I raise a brow and she wa
