Taming the playboy

Chapter One

The EKG machine beeping woke Rose Powell from her little nap. The hospital has become her new home ever since her best friend Lisa Summers met a tragic accident on the same day she got engaged. Unfortunately, her fiance didn't make it, he had died instantly at the spot, same with the drunk driver who had ran into them. Lisa was the only one who had survived from the accident, but she has been in coma ever since then.

Rose has been sitting at her friend's side at the hospital for the past three months hoping and praying she comes out of coma.

A handsome Doctor knocks quietly before walking into the room.

“Good morning" He greets her.

Rose replies quietly as she tries to hide her face from him. She couldn't let him see her like this. She had no idea what her face looked like after just waking up from sleep.

“I came in earlier, but you were fast asleep and I didn't want to disturb". He told her, noticing her discomfort. Rose wanted the ground to open and swallow her that moment. A thousand question swirled round her head. Was she snoring? Was her mouth agape?

“You looked beautiful and peaceful while at sleep, I had to quickly leave". He added as if reading her thoughts.

Rose blushes slightly. “I need to go to the bathroom". She said softly and excused herself quickly.

Ever since she met Dr Michael Donovan, Rose Powell's body system has never been the same. Seeing him does a thousand things in her body. Her heart beats faster, her cheeks blushes, her head swirls, her knees gets weak. His looks were so dreamy, she couldn't help but crush on him badly.

If there was any other thing she looked forward to more than seeing Lisa regain consciousness, it was definitely seeing Dr. Michael everyday at the hospital. He was breathtaking! He was also out of her league. Like way out of her league.

Rose Powell was the type one would describe as an average beauty. A young lady at 26, with a narrow face and brown pale eyes, she was all straight lines and flabby expect for her wavy long dark brown hair, which was her most attractive feature. She stood no chance with him. But he was a beautiful sight, a girl could only dream.

As Rose stepped out of the bathroom, she found him still there. Sitting comfortably on the seat she had vacated. Their gaze met, and no one uttered a word for minutes.

“Your hair is beautiful". He said, breaking the silence.

“Thanks". Rose smiles shyly. Was he aware of the effect he had on her? Her heart was already doing back flips from his compliment.

Michael suddenly stood up, obviously about to take his leave.

”You're a great friend Rose. Not everyone will do what you're doing for your friend". He said to her, not making any move towards the door.

“She would have done the same for me if the roles were changed". Rose replies and swallows hard as she saw him move close to her.

“It won't hurt to take a compliment Rose".

Rose blushes, as he saunters even closer. “I see you in the chapel, praying for her everyday".

“I want her to make it". She mumbles softly looking any other place but at him, his presence was making her feel hot and bothered.

“We all do". He replies, and lifts her face with his hand from her chin. His touch was soft, making Rose blush even more.

“You deserve a break". He continues, looking her straight in the eyes. Rose felt light in the head, she might pass out soon because of this gorgeous man stares.

“Will you have breakfast with me?" He finally asked, as he tucked a strand of her hair that have slipped out, behind her ear. The contact making Rose legs wobble.

“Okay". She said in a whisper, her voice gone with the turmoil of feelings going on inside of her.

He gives her a warm smile. “I will leave you to get ready, see you in few minutes?"

Rose nods numbly, she knew even if she tried no word will come out of her mouth.

Michael smiles again, before turning to leave the room.

Rose heaved a deep sigh once he was gone. Her whole body still tingled from his slight touch. How could one human be so good looking and well mannered as well? He was far from just the typical dark and handsome. He had a gorgeous soft eyes which she could get lost in staring at. His hair was dark and groomed so carefully, same goes for his finger nails. He was pristine in every corner of his body. Always looking smart in whatever he wears, he makes his lab coat even looks sexy. He was a perfect gentleman. Everyone commented on his vivacious character and his gentle nature.

Rose sighs again, Doctor Michael was the type of man she dreamed of and wished for. Good looks and gentlemanly character all in one. But would he ever fancy an ordinary looking lady like her? If wishes were horses, beggars may indeed ride.

Lisa Summers fingers moved a bit and caught Rose's attention immediately. She may have been lost in thought about the handsome Doctor, but her eyes were always fixed on her friend. She quickly moved closer to her friend, to be sure of what she saw.

“Lisa...move again". She pleaded quietly. It has been three long dreary months. The longer she stays in coma, the lesser her chances of making it. “I can't lose you my friend, please move again".

And just as if Lisa heard her, her hand moved again. Rose eyes welled with tears in excitement as she looks up at her friend, and to her utter surprise saw her eyes blink open slowly. She was finally awake!