Chapter 232 - Insecure (1/2)

Slightly Mature Content (16+): Please read it at your own risk.

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|Innaya|

”I'm sorry about my mother's behavior. She had her reasons,” Eshan took out the medical kit from the cabinet below the sink, ”which I do not approve of,” he admitted without missing a beat.

I nodded silently. I did not approve of her actions as well. Whatever, reasons she might have had, hurting an animal, hurting another human being- it was so wrong. I could never bring myself to do so to someone else. How people managed that was beyond me. It was disgusting to even think of.

”You said, she doesn't like pets… but why would she want to hurt Fortune?” I frowned, watching his serious face cleaning the small wound carefully. I had been through a lot. This minor injury was nothing compared to it, yet his concern was touching. He reminded me of grandpa in so many aspects. Grandpa would also take care of the smallest of my wound in a serious fashion. Both men treated me like a fragile child who needed someone to look after her.

Eshan wiped the area with cotton dipped in disinfectant. His fingers moved nimbly and accurately. Perhaps staying with me made him pro in taking care of wounds. I would get hurt so easily that even I started wondering if I sleepwalked. It was not humanly possible for

”This is a long story. You better listen to it from Mom because I don't know it that well,” Eshan replied. He then put a bandaid on the wound. ”It's done.” He patted on my unharmed shoulder. The small touch reminded me of my bare skin. Eshan behaved as if this was not different. While on the other hand, I could not help but feel the heat rising in my face.

”Okay.”

I thought he would then pull up the zipper. Eshan did not. ”You're right. You need a bath, but I don't think that's a good idea. So you'll have to do with a sponge bath.”

Sponge bath? My eyes went wide at his suggestion which sounded like a declaration to me. His fingers moved in a gentle caress across my skin before he started rubbing my nape with his thumb, the rest of his fingers cupped my neck while the tip of his index finger moved across my throat.

W-what?

I held his wandering fingers, for the simple action started making my eyes drop in shyness. ”I'll handle it. You can leave,” I said trying to calm down my heart, which decided to suddenly jump in my chest.

”You know, I've thought a lot in the past month.” Eshan used his left hand, reaching for the center of my spine. I sucked in a sharp breath as my spine straightened up.