Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Amanda’s POV

“Your legs are also too weak, you need to rest.” All of a sudden, he carried me in bridal style and our eyes locked at each other.

I didn’t want this to go on so I cleared my throat giving him signs and he said,” I am sorry, let me take you to the living room.”

“Thank you but carrying me wasn’t necessary at all,” I said sheepishly.

He placed me on the couch in the living room and I showed him where I kept my first aid kit, he got it for me and gently covered the little cut on my finger.

“Ouch, it stings.” I reacted.

“It will, so sorry, here you go.”

“Thank you very much,” I added.

“You are welcome, so permit me to use your kitchen so I can prepare food for us to eat.”

“You don’t have to, I can easily order some takeout.”

“I insist Amanda, I won’t waste time, just take your rest while I prepare the meal, can you do that for me?”

“Yes, I can, thank you once more,” I replied.

“I guess you deserve an award for always saying thank you.” He teased and I laughed about