Samantha wanted to scoff at him but held back. After all she was the one who barged uninvited in his room, she would look too pretentious
So, she cleared her throat and shook the black pouch in front of his eyes "You got hurt because of me, I'm here to check up on you"
"You could have come directly from the door, like everyone does"
"Ain't I different from everyone" Samantha rebutted quickly, Ethan chuckled "Yes, you are different, but jumping from the balcony is dangerous don't do that again"
Seeing that he was willing to put the matter aside, she hurriedly nodded "Okay"
It was the first she was behaving so obedient in front of him and he was quite liking that "Your hair's still wet" he touched a few strands of her hair, it felt damp to the touch.
He turned and walked towards the bathroom
"Hey?" Samantha called at his back "Why are you moving so much?" He just got injured so badly few hours back, shouldn't he be resting on bed
Ethan soon come back with a hair dryer, he almost turned the bathroom upside down searching for a blow dryer. He plugged it to the switch board near the bed "Here, dry your hair with it"
She shook her head, unconcerned "I don't know how to"
Hey looked at her speechlessly "Why do you have such long hair, if you don't even know how to use a hair dryer"
"Okay I'll cut it short next time" she waved at him dismissively "Where's the charger?
Ethan grabbed her waving hand and pulled her to his side "No way, it's beautiful. If you don't know how to, I'll do it for you" looking straight into her eyes, he said it with so much seriousness as if he was taking an oath with her. Samantha blushed hard, her cheeks turning red but fortunately her skin was already pink after the shower so he didn't notice anything
He sat her down on the bed, took the phone from her, put that on charging then started drying her hair. Very gently, he moved his hand through her long silky tresses, blowing hot air on them.
It looked like she was the injured one and he was taking care of her. It's been years since someone has treated her so gently. Her father used to dry her hair in the past. She was little at that time, her hair used to be short as well. Dad would wash her hair, dry them and even comb into beautiful braids for her. She smiled softly "Do you how braid hair?"
Ethan froze, he coughed a little to hide his embarrassment "No, I can learn if you want"
Samantha chuckled. She suddenly remembered the medicines that she bought with herself "Hey you haven't taken your medicine yet" she turned her head to look at him but her turned her head back "It's fine. I'll take them later"
After her hair was dry, Samantha forced Ethan to eat the medicines. The pills she gave him was specially formulated drug for open wounds. Not only the wounds will heal quickly it would also dispel any kind of pain
"Didn't you say, you are here to take care of me" he asked, staring at her with heated eyes
"….Yes" she nodded taking a step back calmly
"Perfect. Help me shower then" he raised his brows , a playful smile hanging on his face
Samantha :-"...…" she threw the pillow on his face "Pervert. Once a Pervert, always a Pervert"
Ethan catch's the pillow before it hit his face, laughing uncontrollably
He wanted to ask, how did he become a Pervert but he saw her frown suddenly, she bent a little, clutching her abdomen, her pink little face turned pale.