BENEATH THE SURFACE : When fire meets ice

BENEATH THE SURFACE : When fire meets ice

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Vincent is often misunderstood. His reserved and seemingly rude demeanor hides a sensitive soul—especially when it comes to Jason. Jason, the charming, outgoing guy who is loved by everyone, couldn't be more different. He's never afraid to speak his mind, while Vincent keeps his feelings buried deep. Despite their differences, something undeniable simmers between them. Vincent’s secret crush on Jason is a constant struggle, but Jason’s fearless approach to life and to Vincent begins to break down the walls Vincent has spent so long building. As their relationship shifts from constant friction to something more complicated, Vincent must decide whether to let his guard down or keep hiding beneath the surface of his own feelings.

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Chapter One

Jason's coworkers had just wrapped up a delightfully tuneless version of the birthday song, their voices harmonizing in a way that could only be described as endearing. They turned their heads in unison, eyes glued to the cake, where the words "Happy Birthday Jason" had been squashed and awkwardly rewritten in light purple icing. "That's my bad," Tracy chimed in, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "My three-year-old slapped his palm on the cake." She paused for dramatic effect. "But don't worry, there was a double layer of wrapper over it, so no actual palm contact. "You know what? It's totally fine, Jason reassured her, a grin spreading across his face. Given how his life had been lately, a palm-slapped cake felt oddly fitting. "Blow out the candles already, Jason! They're melting away to nothing!" Bella exclaimed, her excitement infectious. He took a moment to gather his thoughts; he needed a wish. Once he had his wish firmly in mind, he blew out the thirty candles in one

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6 Chapters

Chapter One

Jason's coworkers had just wrapped up a delightfully tuneless version of the birthday song, their voices harmonizing in a way that could only be described as endearing. They turned their heads in unison, eyes glued to the cake, where the words "Happy Birthday Jason" had been squashed and awkwardly rewritten in light purple icing. "That's my bad," Tracy chimed in, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "My three-year-old slapped his palm on the cake." She paused for dramatic effect. "But don't worry, there was a double layer of wrapper over it, so no actual palm contact. "You know what? It's totally fine, Jason reassured her, a grin spreading across his face. Given how his life had been lately, a palm-slapped cake felt oddly fitting. "Blow out the candles already, Jason! They're melting away to nothing!" Bella exclaimed, her excitement infectious. He took a moment to gather his thoughts; he needed a wish. Once he had his wish firmly in mind, he blew out the thirty candles in one
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Chapter Two

Jason's first instinct was to laugh, but the sound stuck in his throat when he looked up to meet the icy stare of Vincent Maloney. There was no mistaking the anger in Vincent’s piercing blue eyes. Jason muttered under his breath, “Oh, hell! Of all the people in the hospital to have a mishap with, it just had to be Vincent. He had privately nicknamed him Doctor Cold, a reflection of both his cold demeanor and Jason's own exhibition for immature humor. “Shit, sorry! Jason blurted, rushing to help. He extended a hand, but Vincent ignored the gesture, pushing himself off the ground with a scowl. “Are you okay?” Jason asked, his tone wavering between genuine concern and an attempt to stifle another laugh. Vincent’s response came as a growl. “You’re a train wreck, Miller.” In the eleven months they had worked together, Vincent had never once called Jason by his first name. Jason doubted he even knew it, despite the ID badge clipped to his scrubs. Vincent snatched the frosting-strea
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Chapter Three

The day had started on a sour note for Jason Miller, but he didn’t realize just how sour it would get until he accidentally spilled cake all over Dr. Vincent Maloney. The incident replayed in his mind like a bad dream, leaving a trail of embarrassment that lingered long after the frosting had been cleaned off. Vincent’s piercing, ice-cold glare had cut through Jason like a blade, and his clipped reprimand still echoed in his ears.Jason had retreated to the ER afterward, throwing himself into the rush of patients and endless paperwork in a futile attempt to forget about it. But no amount of adrenaline or distraction could erase the image of Vincent’s rigid frame, his jaw set in irritation, or the unmistakable disdain in his voice.To Vincent Maloney, Jason felt like nothing more than a nuisance, someone barely worth acknowledging—except, of course, when he was scolding him. Jason hated how much that stung, though he’d never admit it to anyone but himself.By the end of the shift, Jaso
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Chapter Four

The shift stretched long into the night, the usual chaos of the ER fading into an eerie calm. Jason Miller was finishing up his last round of paperwork, the rhythmic clicking of his pen the only sound in the quiet room. As he gathered his belongings, his gaze drifted, catching sight of Dr. Vincent Maloney a few feet away. Vincent stood hunched over his tablet, his posture as rigid as ever.Jason watched him for a moment, curious as always about the man who seemed so determined to keep everyone at arm’s length. How could someone be so engrossed in their work, so entirely absorbed in their own little bubble? Even now, at this late hour, Vincent radiated that same cold intensity, his sharp features illuminated by the glow of the tablet.Jason’s mind wandered back to their earlier conversation, if it could even be called that. Vincent had almost admitted to being worried about distractions—a rare and uncharacteristic slip for someone as guarded as him. Jason replayed the moment in his hea
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Chapter Five

The morning after Jason’s shift with Vincent, the almost-smile he’d seen lingered in his mind like an unresolved melody. It had been faint, nearly imperceptible, but it was there—a crack in the icy facade Vincent wore like armor. Jason tried to brush it off as nothing, convincing himself that the Vincent he’d seen in that moment wasn’t any different from the aloof doctor he worked with every day. Yet, no matter how much he reasoned, the image refused to fade. It was as if he’d glimpsed something beneath the surface, and as much as he hated to admit it, he wanted to see it again.When he walked into the ER for his next shift, the usual buzz of activity filled the air. Nurses shuffled in and out of patient rooms, their conversations drowned out by the beeping of monitors and the occasional overhead page. Jason scanned the room instinctively, searching for a tall, brooding figure. But Vincent was nowhere in sight. A strange pang of disappointment followed, unwelcome and unbidden. He quic
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Chapter Six

The following days blurred together—long shifts, countless patients, and stacks of paperwork. But amidst the chaos, Vincent Maloney remained a constant presence. Whether it was a brief glimpse of him striding down the hall or catching his sharp profile at the nurses’ station, he was always there, his presence impossible to ignore. He was like the storm cloud that loomed over sunny skies, disrupting Jason’s otherwise bright disposition.And yet, Jason couldn’t stop noticing him.It wasn’t just Vincent’s cold demeanor or the perpetual frown etched into his features. It was something deeper, something unspoken that lingered in the spaces between their interactions. Jason hated how much he was drawn to him. Vincent was unapproachable, his frosty demeanor a wall Jason wasn’t sure he should even want to climb. But for some reason, he couldn’t help himself.There were moments—fleeting, almost imperceptible—when Vincent’s mask slipped. Like the rare times their eyes met, and Jason caught a fl
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