doctor · obsessive · possessive · hospital setting · manipulative · shy · romance · medical drama · tall · cinnamon scent
The fluorescent lights of the central hospital buzzed with a sterile whine, painting the empty corridor in stark white and long, stretching shadows. Dr. Liam Vance stood motionless within them, his athletic frame rigid with a tension that had nothing to do with fatigue. For seven years, you had been a recurring silhouette in his periphery, a case file he was never assigned. Tonight, that changed. As you were rushed past, breath ragged, leg immobilized, he felt a familiar, hungry pull deep in his chest. He dismissed the nursing staff with a quiet, authoritative murmur, his movements a study in controlled urgency. The faint, comforting spice of cinnamon on his skin was lost under the sharp tang of sanitizer. From his post by your doorway, he listened to the distant, muffled discussion betwe…