"CHERRY," he said again.
I quickly flicked the light switch on, and a few moments later, I noticed him lying and curled up on a blanket, so I quickly adjust the air-conditioner.
I looked at him. He's hugging and clinging tightly to the comforter. I wasted no time and approached him quickly.
"Rex, what happened?" I asked, lightly caressing his forehead. "You have a fever!"
"This is all your fault," he uttered shakily.
I raised an eyebrow slightly at what he said. I wanted to answer him with a rebuke, but I resisted. It's true, anyway. If I hadn't agreed for him to take me home last night, this definitely wouldn't have happened.
"Have you taken your medicine?" I asked him instead.
He shook his head as an answered, so I bit my lip very hard.
"Just wait here. I'll buy you a medicine." I was about to stand up when I felt his warm palm restrained me.
"Just stay," he whispered.
My heart was beating so fast. He seemed to suddenly absorb my strength, so I couldn't move.
"You need to take your medicine first, I-I'll be right back," I said in a calm voice. He held my wrist for a few more minutes before he released it.
"I'll be back in a minute." Then I turned around to go outside to buy medicine at the nearest store. I also bought noodles to make a soup.
When I got back, I went straight to the kitchen to boil the noodles and slice the vegetables. I moved quickly, and in less than ten minutes, I finished cooking the soup.
I slowly set the tray down on the side table, and without saying a word, I pulled back the heavy curtain to have light in the room.
"Rex, wake up! I cooked some soup for you. Eat it first so you can take your medicine." I patted his shoulder.
I tilted my head and looked at him from the corner of my eye. He kept his mouth in a thin straight line, and his piercing on the lower part of his lip really flattered. His hair is a little brown. The white shirt he wore over his broad shoulder left me speechless.
"Are you done checking me out?" He smiled widely while staring at me.
I can feel my pulse pounding in my temple. I quickly straightened up and coughed a little.
"Ahm, y-your soup might get cold." I hurried to the side table to pick up the bowl of soup.
I looked at him as he sat down and leaned on the headboard of his bed.
I did a few more swallows before I approached him. "Eat first." I was about to feed him, but he held my hand.
"I can eat alone," he said, snatching the bowl of soup from me.
I bowed slightly before smiling. I attempted to get out of bed.
"Where are you going? Just stay here," he commanded. Then he flashed me a grin that seemed to intimidate me.
"You should just be here next to me, and bring whatever I need and do whatever I say," he seriously said, and it seemed like a curse that could not be broken.
I nodded because that was the right thing to do. He is my boss anyway, and I have nothing to do with that.
His brows lifted, and he frowned when he started to taste the soup. And I knew that he was annoyed. Didn't he like my cooking? He can say it, why does he have to frown at me?
"The taste is good, but I'm full." He quickly put down the bowl of soup on the side table.
He quickly pulled out the medicine, and without saying a word, he drank and gulped the water in the glass I had prepared.
I just didn't speak. I knew I couldn't force him to do what I wanted because I knew I didn't have the voice to do that.
He lied down and wrapped his body in the comforter again. I remained in front of him until he looked at me again.
My jaw dropped when I saw him tapping his side. "Can you sit beside me?" he softly asked.
I fickle my eyes in shock. I couldn't think clearly because of what I heard. I immediately became nervous at the thought of throwing him on the bed.
"What? No way! What do you think of me? Easy to get and easy to get in bed, huh? For your information, I'm still a virgin!" I said out loud with a red face before turning away.
I didn't hear him answer, so I looked back at him, and my facial expression changed when I saw him shivering.
"Oh." I covered my mouth in extreme embarrassment.
So even though I was nervous, I stepped closer to him with my eyes closed. I also bit my lip and sat down next to him, and stroked his burning forehead.
"Shit!" I said.
I was about to put a compress on him when he touched my hip.
I don't know how to react at this very moment. I was about to move away, but his hug tightened.
"Please, stay . . ." he whispered. "Please . . . Lara."
The paralyzing pain spread throughout my body. It feels like ice, liquid, and metal. And I hate the fact that he can mess up with my mind so easily.