In her four years of being a doctor, Tejasswi had come across pretty much every type of patient you could think of. The ones who were drunk or high were brought into the emergency room late on a Friday night. The ones that were scared or angry or just didn't think she was a capable doctor because she was a woman. Occasionally she would get the nice friendly people who told her their life stories, though these tended to be mostly old people or young children.

Nothing could prepare her for the infuriating task of treating Karan Kundrra.

He was a businessman who made it very clear he had better places to be than stuck in a hospital. Unfortunately for him getting into a car accident and breaking 3 ribs meant he got to stay a little longer than he'd like.

He wasn't necessarily a bad patient, Tejasswi concluded one morning while sipping her coffee, just an annoying one. He never actually did anything that was a cause for concern; he did however manage to successfully break most of the hospital rules in several days like he was on his mission.

And him being ridiculously sexy and criminally alluring didn't help either.

The first day he was brought into the ward after being treated in an accident and emergency department Teju knew he would be "trouble". As she walked into his room the sight that greeted her wasn't a typical one she found most patients in.

Karan was standing up with his back to her, his jeans were on under his hospital gown and Tejasswi watched on as he proceeded to take off the paper gown, revealing his bruised and bandaged ribs. It was only when he was reaching for his shirt that Tejasswi spoke up.

"Where do you think you're going?" Her voice held authority and Karan spun round to face her.

He stared at her for a moment, drinking in the sight before him, "Nowhere, bholu. I do however refuse to be seen in that monstrosity." He remarked pointing at the gown he had just removed.

Teju tried not to look, she did but she still found herself staring. Underneath the bandages his body was impressive and the tattoo on his chest made her want to trail her fingers across it.

She snapped out of her thoughts quickly reminding herself he was a patient and she was a professional. She blushed as she realized Karan saw her looking and averted her gaze.

"The gown is a standard hospital one; it makes it easier to treat you in an emergency." She stated ignoring Karan's smirk and the tension in the room.

"Don't worry, bholu, I promise if you ever need to rip my shirt off you can," he smirked before adding, "Only in an emergency of course."

It was then that Tejasswi knew she was in big trouble.

Since that first meeting, she both loved and dreaded the task of treating Karan. He was handsome of course and that always made things easier however he was also the most arrogant person she had met.

"Okay Mr Kundrra, I'm sending you for another x-ray just to make sure your ribs are healing and are set in the right place..." her sentence was cut short as she looked at him.

He was sitting up in bed, wearing his clothes like normal, with a fast food container in his lap. He was shovelling down chips quickly and she wondered how anyone could eat that fast.

"Seriously?!" She demanded with her hands on her hips.

Karan stopped eating, or inhaling might be a better word, his chips to look at her, "Morning sweety. How many times have I told you to call me Karan?"

"How many times have I told you to call me Dr Prakash?"

Karan smirked at the fire she possessed. "Chips?" He offered to hand out the packet to her. Teju smiled sweetly at him and took the packet from his hand. She walked over to the bin and threw the packet inside. "Hey!"

"You can't order food, Karan." She protested as she reached over to check his chart, a scowl on her face.

"Have you tried the hospital food? It was a choice between ordering or starving." He argued back and Teju had to bite her lip to keep her from laughing.

She walked over to him, checking the small head wound he received from his car accident, her fingers probing at his hairline, "I have to take you for a chest x-ray but I can't do that now you have just eaten." She responded eyes fixed on his head, "You know for someone who wants to get out of here you are doing a fine job of making sure the opposite happens."

Karan turned his head towards her, "Maybe I found a reason to stay for a while."

He was looking right at her and Tejasswi could feel the goosebumps across her skin. Damn him and his good looks and his husky voice.

That same day she walked into his room again, going to collect him for the x-ray he should have had that morning. She walked into his room with a file in her hand and stopped in the doorway.

Karan had set up an office of some kind in his room. Two different laptops were sitting on the table, pulled up to his lap. There were sheets of paper scattered around his bed and a phone pressed against his ear. Karan was frowning as his eyes skimmed one of the screens in front of him.

Tejasswi stormed over to him, slamming the laptop shut in anger. Karan looked up at her, "Omi, let me call you back." He said into the phone before hanging up.

"Okay firstly, no phones on the ward, it messes with our equipment. Secondly, you're meant to be resting, not stressing out about work, and thirdly," She sighed, "Do you ever do as you're told?"

Karan smiled, "I was never one for authority."

Tejasswi shook her head as she laughed, "You don't say."

"That's why you like me."

She scoffed, "I don't like you."

"Yes you do, sweety. Don't worry, the feeling is very much mutual." Karan smirked, showing off his dimples.

"Want to explain to me what was so important that it couldn't wait another day or two?" Tejasswi asked eager to change the subject.

"Just a business deal. I was on my way to a meeting when I crashed. My brother, Omi, is trying to do damage control so we don't lose the contract but considering it was originally my deal I know the most about it." Karan explained as he closed down his other laptop.

"Sounds like you like your job." Tejasswi teased gently although the answer Karan gave was a serious one.

"It's a commitment. My family's business but it's not the job I had in mind while I was growing up."

"What did you want to do?" She asked partly because she was curious about him but mostly because she wanted to get to know him.

"I model. I was a model- good one you know."

Dear god, he is a model too, now she is in serious trouble. Hell, the word trouble didn't even cover it.

When it came round to discharging Karan she almost felt sad to see him go. He was infuriating that's for sure but in a way, Karan had become a key part of her day. They had shared many little conversations and Tejasswi would be lying if she said she didn't like the guy.

She had spoken to his brother, Omi, who was picking him up from the hospital soon so Tejasswi needed to get the paperwork signed. She walked into his room with a smile on her face which instantly dropped when she saw the bed was empty.

Tejasswi sighed, did he leave early? Did he just casually flirt with all the women before leaving without saying anything? A voice pulled her out of her thoughts from behind her.

"Do you think I would leave without saying goodbye to my doctor?" His husky voice was teasing and Tejasswi spun on her heel to face him.

Karan was leaning against the wall casually but Tejasswi could still make out the bandage under his shirt and the subtle way he was trying not to jostle that side. In his hands was the chart from the end of his bed containing his medical information. Tejasswi smiled at his determination to break one more rule before he left.

"That's private." She scolded him, skipping into their usual banter.

"It's about me." He argued, "I can't read your writing anyway."

He offered her the chart back which she took, placing it back at the end of the bed, "I'm a doctor, you aren't meant to be able to read my writing." She teased.

A smile tugged at his lips, "I always thought that was a myth."

"And now you know it's not." She tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear, "Back into bed, please. Omi won't be here for a while yet."

Karan groaned, "Bed rest is boring." He replied before he broke out into a smile, "How about we go to dinner instead? Then if you insist on bed rest I will happily oblige although I don't know how much rest would be involved." He winked at her.

Tejasswi stared at him in shock, "You're asking me on a date?"

Karan nodded, "I would ask for your phone number first but I don't think I would be able to decipher the numbers you write down."

"I can't go out with you, Karan." Tejasswi sighed, the sadness clear in her voice.

"Why not?"

"I'm your doctor."

"Not anymore, I just signed my discharge forms."

"It's still not a good idea..."

"It's not a good idea for two people who are insanely attracted to each other to go on a date?" he questioned with a raised eyebrow and Tejasswi had to admit she didn't have an answer to that, "Don't deny it, sweety, I saw you checking me out the other day."

"It's not that I don't want to, it's just... I don't know you. We've known each other for 3 days."

"Hence the date." Karan smirked, "Or we could tiptoe around each other and pine for each other for years if you prefer?"

Tejasswi shuddered at the thought, her stomach in knots.

"Besides, anyone who knows my blood pressure and has seen an x-ray of my chest in my opinion knows me well enough to go on a date with me."

"Did anyone ever tell you how stubborn you are?" Tejasswi asked.

Karan smirked, "Every day," he replied, stepping closer to her, "So you, me, dinner?"

"You're not giving up are you?"

"I like you." He stated simply, "Take a chance, Tejasswi." Karan moved closer to her, his breath in her ear as he whispered the next words, "I dare you."

Tejasswi froze for a split second and before Karan knew it her hands were fisted into his shirt, her lips warm and demanding against his own.

Karan Kundrra made the worst patient ever but Tejasswi would soon find out he made the best lover.