He bit the omelet and smiled. "For now, I won't argue with that." He closed his eyes as if experiencing the food. "Hmmm ... this is delicious." He shoved another spoonful in his mouth. She thought he would heal fast because he was not a picky eater. "I had not tasted homemade food for such a long tie because often outside I eat. "
"I need to learn." She was always alone that's why she had to learn how to do house chores on her own. When Marina lived with her, help her with cooking. When it comes to cleaning the House is couple Manang Poleng and Mang Lito's task to help her.
Deive's robe started to gape open because of his movement. She could get a glimpse of his sexy body. His abs were ripped. It was early morning and the weather is still cool but she had a raging inferno inside her body. Having a sexy, raw male inside the house was more nerve-racking than any horror stories she had written. She felt like offering to remove his robe and let her hand travel on his body. Bad! He was turning her into a carnal sinner.
She averted her eyes to keep her from sinning some more when she noticed something. There were markings on his chest. There were also scratches on his arms.
"I'm done!" he declared it and took the glass of juice.
She clutches on his arm and stared at the markings. It was Luna's scratch."What happened here?"
"I don't know where I got it," he innocently said.
"Hey. Don't move." She hurriedly went to the bathroom and got the first aid kit.
Even if he denied it, she knew where he got it. It was Luna's fault. But because she was the owner, he was responsible for it. The sins she committed were starting to pile up. If only she could ask Luna to fix him but the cat couldn't.
"We have to treat your wound. It might get infected."
She took the povidone iodine and cotton from the kit. According to the doctor, cats also got rabies. You don't have to be bitten. All you need was a scratch to acquire it because of cat's saliva and how they loved to lather their paws with their wet tongue. She had to be sure.
"Not that! I can treat my self. " And he tried to take away the iodine drenched cotton from her. He didn't want her to cure him.
She quickly pushed on his shoulder until his back was pressed on the bed's headdress. "Don't move!"
She was startled when a smile curved on his lips. Then she realized the position they were in. He was reclined on the bed while she was looming over him, like a lover who was about to do something naughty. Her face was a few inches away from him. His robe was agape. And at an angle, as if she was trying to force herself into him.
He let out a whistle. "We aren't a bit aggressive here?"