Yana's POV
There was always something about him that I loved. I can’t really put my finger on it, but he was everything I ever wanted, and although I don’t ask for much in a guy, he was still perfection at its finest.
I guess I would say my idea of the perfect guy is, well I someone nice would be okay, a gentle soul I guess and, a beautiful smile so bright it could blind me, tall obviously, smart like a doctor or you know something smart, and a jawline so sharp it could pierce my soul, clear baby soft skin, sexy chocolate abs with that perfectly defined v line……..
Okay, so maybe I do ask for a lot, but hey I wouldn’t hurt, right?
And besides, who am I to be asking for all that handsomeness? I mean I’m only a 21-year-old nurse trying to pay off her student loans. Don’t get me wrong I’m hot stuff but not enough to be asking for the perfect man.
My name’s Yana Price, I’m a 21-year-old, from the good ole state of Iowa, yes of all places Iowa. I moved to Korea after I graduated from Holly University with my BSN and now I go to K University to get my Masters. But enough about me, let’s talk about Tae-il.
I met him when I started my new job, I was hired as a nurse at Myeong So Hospital, I had so many patients that I could hardly keep up, then I got paged by my boss Dr. Myeong So himself, to see him in his office.
“Nurse Price! I’m thank you for coming I have a special task for you. We have a special guest on the top floor in our V.I.P room that needs special attention so I’m moving you to be his 24-hour nurse okay?”
“Are you sure sir I doubt I have seniority here, why not Nurse Kim? She’s your go to?” I said trying to get out of this.
“Aniya!” He said, “Here’s his charts, his name is Lee Tae-Il, he speaks English, and I think it’s a great opportunity for you now go.”
Reading my charts on the elevator I saw a name that seemed familiar, “Tae-Il”, I said thinking. But I mean this is Korea everyone’s named Tae-Il these days. Exiting the elevator, I made my way to his room door since he’s on the top floor, he’s either rich, or famous, or both.
“He better not be a spoiled jerk.” I said as I opened the door.
From the moment I set foot in his room I could feel myself becoming intimidated by his presence alone. His sleeves that stopped at his elbows and showed his tattoos, the way he looked me directly in the eye and smiled, and his smile oh my that smile so beautiful showing his perfect teeth.
I didn’t know why I became mesmerized, I mean he was my patient and I’ve never felt like this toward a sick person before. “Get it together bitch!” I thought to myself, “you probably just like him because he might be rich!”
As I pulled myself together he spoke. “Hi, do you speak Korean if not I know English”, his voice hit me, and I loved it so smooth and angelic! “Snap out of it Yana I said in my head and responded to him, “I don’t know Korean much yet but I’m learning”, I smiled back. “Hi, I’m Yana I’ll be your nurse until you’re discharged, you’re Lee Tae-il correct?”.
“Yea, I am”, He said sweetly, “But if you don’t mind be asking, how the hell did you get a job here without learning Korean?”
“Because I happen to be a very good nurse!” I said a bit irritated already. “You’re a very pretty Nurse.”
“Ohnononono” I said in my head, “he called me pretty what do I do? He's obviously flirting! I’ll just act cold to show I’m not interested, yes that’s perfect! But wait I am interested, why me!!!”
“Thanks.” I finally said trying to should bitchy as I begun to change his IV, I had to find a way out of here. “It says here you were trampled by a raging crowd, nothing to bad, legs are fine, right forearm broken, ribs are okay, but you have some brain trauma, and bruises/abrasions. By the look of this you’ll be out of here in at least a week.”
He opened his mouth again, “You can let your guard down you know?” He said. “I know about girls like you, they talk to act cold and like a bitch, but they’re really sweet and just trying to protect themselves from being hurt.”
“Oh, you know me so well”, I said in sarcastic voice. I was almost out of there when I noticed a tangled cord. Reaching across him to untangle a cord, he pulled me close to him and begun to speak again.
“You’re beautiful you know? And you’re obviously smart, not to mention you’re short and thick with sexy brown skin, I’d honestly love to toss you around the room, completely my type.”
I shot up off him and slapped him, “How dare you? I’m a proud virgin and I ask that you behave professionally in the future!” I ran out the door and sat in the hallway relieved that I was finally out of there, then it hit me, I’m going to lose my job!
