I made the soup in no time and hurried to the room to help Gerard. Of course, he must be weak and exhausted after having too much to drink yesterday night.
I got to the door and paused. Why is my face hurting? It was only then that I realized I had been smiling ever since I walked to the kitchen and now my cheeks were burning.
I shook my head trying to get rid of this crazy feeling. Why is it that I can't control myself when it comes to matters related to Gerard?
I puffed my cheeks to relax then opened the door. When I walked in, I was greeted with the sight of Gerard's waist in a white towel and his bare torso revealed causing me to widen my eyes and the cheek I had tried hard to relax began to heat up again.
Goodness, why didn't he lock the door and why is he just standing there? I turned abruptly as I felt my face heat up more and more.
"Ill... I'll just leave this here." I walked with my back and tried to place it on the table but bumped into him.
