Chapter 8 Magic Of Love (1/2)

Jessy stayed on her room the whole day. Nanny Aida brought her breakfast, lunch, and dinner in her room. She told her that she suffers from recurring headache and feeling sick. Nana brings her some medicine and told her she needs to take them all in time to get well. She's allowed bed rest.

The truth is she can't see Adam without breaking down in tears in his presence.

She takes pity on his fate. Not only of his hideous appearance, but he also has to die early for her. It's the worst fate anyone could have. It's the cruelest aspect of the prophecy, one must sacrifice his life for others to live, and she hated it very much. She can accept and face everything as long Adam will live.

But she can't even negotiate with anyone for his sake!

She sighed.

She went back to her laptop and open her movie list. She finished watching Beauty And The Beast yesterday, now it's Hunchback Of Notre Dame on her playlist. She pushes the play button. She can relate well to those types of movies because she and Adam shared the same fate.

She paused the movie in the middle and went inside the bathroom to take a shower.

She pretended to get sick and now she feels like she is really going to be sick. She let the warm water run down through her skin. After showering, she emerged from the bathroom wearing only her bathrobe.

She almost screamed when she found somebody sitting on her chair in front of her laptop. It's just Adam!

She tried to calm her nerves. ”Adam, please knock the door before you enter next time-okay? You give me a scare!” she complained pouting.

”Sorry, I did knock earlier but nobody answer. Am worried of you, so I entered through your window,” he winked at her.

She sighed, so much for hiding! She went back into the bathroom and changed into her pajamas.

When she emerged from the door, Adam was still sitting and watching The Hunchback of Notre Dame on her laptop.

”I think, I look better than Quasimodo right?” There's a hint of amusement on his voice.

She did not answer, instead, she walks slowly to where he is sitting. Then she starts messing up with his shoulder-length, messy hair. Then she starts massaging his scalp, up and down in a gentle manner.

Adam closes his eyes, loving the way her hands work magic on his scalp, he groaned in pleasure. Every time her fingers come in contact with his ears, it produces a sweet tingling sensation, spreading through his body. The combination of her womanly scent and her sensuous massage, lit his body on fire. He groaned again. What's with Jess? That every time she's near him, he wanted to touch and devour her completely? She's very addicting!

”Stop now Jess!” He can't bear anymore her sweet torture. He snatched her hands and kissed them both.

Surprised, her brows raise. ”I thought you like my head massage,” she asked him sweetly.

”I like it very much, please don't get me wrong. But if you don't stop right now, we might find ourselves naked under your bed sheet before the night is over,” he grinned, teasing her, amused by the way she blushed and step back away from him.

”Oh,” she smiled a little, blushing...

She went into her bed and sit on it, creating a distance between them.

”Why are you here?” she asked him.

”Nana said, you were sick so I come here to check on you. Am really worried about you. Please don't be so disheartened about the future, okay?”

She started to look sad and it makes him want to comfort her more.

”Come here, Jess. Let's talk some more,” his voice husky, laced with intoxicating tenderness.

She stood up and quickly walk towards him, like a moth drawn to a flame.

When he opened his arms widely, she enters willingly into his loving fold, then he imprisoned her in his tight embrace. She closes her eyes and inhaled his manly scent. Why is it that every time she luxuriates in his embrace she always feels contented and happy, she feel secured and protected.

”What are you thinking-Jess?” he takes a peaked at her closed eyes.

”Am thinking of us,” she replied softly. ”I don't want to lose you...”