Challenging a Cold Heart

Chapter 2: Delirium

Vincent's POV

I looked at Luc's serene face as he breathed in and out with the ventilator's help. It has been a week and he showed no signs of waking up. I have slowly started getting used to my new routine of having Mr. Myer's guards around us. Even Max continued to go to school. I felt like I had a false sense of security due to nothing happening after that day when Belle Pietro threatened me. The Police had still not found out what had happened to Dr. Tim and Dr. Mathew. However, in their absence Dr. Jacob and Dr. Vera had stepped up to their roles. Dr. Jacob was leading now with Dr. Vera assisting him.

Both Dr.Jacob and Dr. Vera were more interested in making money and bringing fame to the hospital than treating patients. Some doctors were okay with that especially because our quarterly bonus depended on how much money our department brings in to the hospital. But I felt distinctly uneasy about the change. Dr. Mathew may have been someone who considered money important but unlike Dr. Jacob, he actually also cared for his patients, even the poor ones. He never took me to task when I sometimes treat patients knowing that they really couldn't afford the treatment. In such cases I pay up for the hospital materials and admission charges but not for my services and the hospital administration hated that. Dr. Jacob always reminded me that they were not running a charity. He was a brilliant surgeon but he cared about patients to the extent they had money to afford the hospital's services. I guess realistically that's how it worked everywhere. But I felt very unhappy about the situation. Moreover, they had even convinced Mr. Myers to allow them to take care of Lucas. So now, Dr. Jacobs, Dr. Vera and me were assigned to look over Lucas.

Trying to erase that unpleasant fact from mind, I looked at Luc. I never tire of staring at his face. For some reason, just the sight of him takes the unpleasantness of the day away from me. However, as amazing as it was to keep staring at him, I needed to wake him up. If only a kiss woke him up like in Sleeping Beauty, I thought as I looked at him. Unlike sleeping beauty though, he would kill me for it, I thought.

Sometimes I feel like my heart was divided on waking him up for all the wrong reasons. For instance, I liked that I was the person who cared for him as he slept. If he was awake, I would never get that chance. I stared at him from his broad forehead to his beautifully arched eyebrows that I knew looked that way naturally. And then there were those long, thick eyelashes that were more brown than blonde just like his eyebrows. He had a defined roman nose with sinful looking lips that I knew was usually curled in wicked amusement or sarcasm or pressed to a thin line in anger or determination. But when he was unconscious, his lips looked soft and very kissable. His cheeks were now covered in a five o'clock shadow that looked good on him with his sharply defined jaws and chin. My eyes traveled further to his neck.

He had a prominent adam's apple with a sharply defined strong neck. Even though he was fully clothed, I could still recall the body underneath it. The girl nurses were not drooling over him for no reason. Everything about his body was like a weight trainer's dream come true except that he was not as bulky looking as most of the weight trainers. There wasn't a single part of his body that was flabby. Even inert, his toned muscles seemed to have a vitality that gave off the feeling of a dormant powerhouse.

I looked at his hands and itched to at least touch them once. Yeah, I haven't yet touched him skin to skin. I help the nurses with cleaning his body but I always wear gloves when I do that. However, that doesn't stop me from dreaming of touching him, especially those hands. His hands to me were one of the sexiest parts of him. They were big and had defined veins but they were perfectly proportionate for his size and he had long fingers with clean, long nails that were well trimmed. I could look at him the whole day. It's really not just about beauty I guess. It's because I knew he was very fit and immaculate from just looking at him and I found that very sexy.