The Billionaire's Second Chance by Peyton Reeser
Authors: Peyton Reeser
desire , he jolted back and fixed her with a look that was probably best left locked away but one which he found he could not control no matter how he tried.
Shannon couldn’t believe she was trembling, this was ridiculous, but the way he had been staring at her was causing her already muddled brain to hit overdrive. She could almost feel his lips on her neck and had lifted her hand to ward off the sensual attack but instead had lightly caressed the sensitized skin she found there.
The two continued this silent eye battle for several long moments before the door to Shannon’s room suddenly opened and in walked the doctor who had been assigned to her care.
CHAPTER SIX
“Hello Ms. Reynolds. My name is Dr. Adam Tyler. Let’s have a look here and see what’s going on” said the white coated Doctor with the tag which had not only his name on it but a bunch of letters afterwards indicating he was a specialist in many fields.
Looking over at Nick , Dr. Tyler said, “If you don’t mind waiting outside until the examination is over that would be great.”
Nick instantly replied , “No way . I’m staying right here.”
Dr. Tyler raised an eyebrow, looking to his patient for direction. Shannon’s reflex was to reach out and grab Nick’s hand much to both their surprise while looking towards Dr. Tyler saying , " No, no; it’s okay. I want him to stay.”
Looking at the two of them with their clasped hands Dr. Tyler made a quick assessment of what was before him and surmised a bond between the two so he just smiled and said “Whatever works; you’re the patient” and proceeded to go about his business.
Nick didn’t like this Young Turk very much at all, probably because he had a laid back California attitude that gave him a science geek meets surfer dude way about him which was like fingernails on a chalkboard for the powerful, no-nonsense tycoon.
The light pen Doctor Tyler was waving around like a scepter rankled him too. Of course what was really pissing Nick off was the simple fact that this obviously talented medical guy was getting more response from Shannon in a few short moments than he had gotten from her this past hour and he found himself wondering where all the curmudgeon senior doctors were today. The last thing his off balance disposition needed was some hip, handsome, witty doctor being the hero of the moment.
Of course it didn’t take but a minute or two for Nick to return to his senses. He had to give the man credit. He did an efficient and thorough examination in very short order. Shannon was getting the care that she needed and that’s all that really mattered to Nick.
After assessing the still swelling ankle, the bump on her head, the gash, scraped hands and as Nick came to find out a pretty bruised knee, he told them that the gash would be needing some bandages; the knee and the hands would be fine; the ankle, well that was going to require an x-ray and probably a temporary brace.
When Nick mentioned the bump on her head Dr. Tyler informed them that the bump was fairly superficial; it looked worse than it actually was and would probably be completely gone by morning, although there would be a nice bruise at her hairline. He was concerned though by Shannon’s obvious discomfort and the presence of the headache.
“Are you prone to headaches Shannon?” the doctor asked. Before Shannon could react Nick chimed in with a decisive, "Yes she is.” drawing a side glance from Shannon.
Nick remembered all too well the migraines that she occasionally suffered from and how the only way to deal with them was by limiting physical activity, staying quiet and calm, and sometimes resting in the darkness. Bright lights in particular seem to make the pain worse.
Surprised that Nick would remember that about her Shannon s tuttered answering the doctor, " I do… yes, I do have migraines from time to time, just not recently. I did notice a persistent headache earlier this morning.
Shannon couldn’t believe she was trembling, this was ridiculous, but the way he had been staring at her was causing her already muddled brain to hit overdrive. She could almost feel his lips on her neck and had lifted her hand to ward off the sensual attack but instead had lightly caressed the sensitized skin she found there.
The two continued this silent eye battle for several long moments before the door to Shannon’s room suddenly opened and in walked the doctor who had been assigned to her care.
CHAPTER SIX
“Hello Ms. Reynolds. My name is Dr. Adam Tyler. Let’s have a look here and see what’s going on” said the white coated Doctor with the tag which had not only his name on it but a bunch of letters afterwards indicating he was a specialist in many fields.
Looking over at Nick , Dr. Tyler said, “If you don’t mind waiting outside until the examination is over that would be great.”
Nick instantly replied , “No way . I’m staying right here.”
Dr. Tyler raised an eyebrow, looking to his patient for direction. Shannon’s reflex was to reach out and grab Nick’s hand much to both their surprise while looking towards Dr. Tyler saying , " No, no; it’s okay. I want him to stay.”
Looking at the two of them with their clasped hands Dr. Tyler made a quick assessment of what was before him and surmised a bond between the two so he just smiled and said “Whatever works; you’re the patient” and proceeded to go about his business.
Nick didn’t like this Young Turk very much at all, probably because he had a laid back California attitude that gave him a science geek meets surfer dude way about him which was like fingernails on a chalkboard for the powerful, no-nonsense tycoon.
The light pen Doctor Tyler was waving around like a scepter rankled him too. Of course what was really pissing Nick off was the simple fact that this obviously talented medical guy was getting more response from Shannon in a few short moments than he had gotten from her this past hour and he found himself wondering where all the curmudgeon senior doctors were today. The last thing his off balance disposition needed was some hip, handsome, witty doctor being the hero of the moment.
Of course it didn’t take but a minute or two for Nick to return to his senses. He had to give the man credit. He did an efficient and thorough examination in very short order. Shannon was getting the care that she needed and that’s all that really mattered to Nick.
After assessing the still swelling ankle, the bump on her head, the gash, scraped hands and as Nick came to find out a pretty bruised knee, he told them that the gash would be needing some bandages; the knee and the hands would be fine; the ankle, well that was going to require an x-ray and probably a temporary brace.
When Nick mentioned the bump on her head Dr. Tyler informed them that the bump was fairly superficial; it looked worse than it actually was and would probably be completely gone by morning, although there would be a nice bruise at her hairline. He was concerned though by Shannon’s obvious discomfort and the presence of the headache.
“Are you prone to headaches Shannon?” the doctor asked. Before Shannon could react Nick chimed in with a decisive, "Yes she is.” drawing a side glance from Shannon.
Nick remembered all too well the migraines that she occasionally suffered from and how the only way to deal with them was by limiting physical activity, staying quiet and calm, and sometimes resting in the darkness. Bright lights in particular seem to make the pain worse.
Surprised that Nick would remember that about her Shannon s tuttered answering the doctor, " I do… yes, I do have migraines from time to time, just not recently. I did notice a persistent headache earlier this morning.