The joy of being an assistant

Ivy was flustered and immediately, jerked her hand out of his.

Her heart had started to pound within the walls of her chest.

Why did he say that? Did it show that she loved him?

"And why did you ask such a question?" She asked and he stared at her as though studying her.

"You covered me selflessly when we almost had an accident, you always agree to help me out, you tried covering my arm while we were in the rain, and now you're giving me soup and trying to warm me up with a blanket." He said and Ivy scoffed.

"And all that translates to love?" She asked and he tilted his head.

"You're totally flustered right now, you can't even look at me straight in the eye." He said and Ivy swallowed.

"I'm just flustered because you said something embarrassing. And, all that you mentioned, that's just me being caring." She said and he smiled.

"And why are you being so caring?" He asked and she stood up to get the first aid kit.

"Because it's my nature, Mr Grayson." She said and dropped it in front of