Chapter 8

She felt the heat and turned around and without realizing poured the water from the pan and screamed and he heard her scream and came running to the kitchen and realized what had happened. He grabbed her and ran to the bathroom, opened the cold water tap and she was completely soaked, but that definitely eased the pain and she was starting to feel better. Luckily her skirt had taken the heat and saved her from the hot boiling water which she had put the fire out with. All she could see was red inflamed skin where there used to be a bow! She was lucky to have escaped with just an inflamed skin. He helped her upstairs to her room and cleaned up the kitchen floor and ordered dinner.

When she came downstairs, he noticed she was slightly limping; her right foot had taken a bad blow from the boiling water. He got some ice cubes from the refrigerator, wrapped them up in a kitchen towel and handed it to her, while he got some soothing lotion to help ease the pain. She was seated on the couch; he pulled the coffee table, seated himself with her foot on his lap and slowly started applying the lotion. She was not sure about the fact weather the lotion was soothing or him rubbing the lotion. He was starting to notice how delicate her feet was and how pretty the nail paint on her toes were and he was delicately stroking her toes and all he wanted was to kiss her. He knew she liked him, but was not sure if it was appropriate for him to kiss her. The door bell rang and he remembered ordering food for the both of them.

He settled next to her on the couch closer than he had ever sat before, switched on the TV and they had dinner, they finished what ever they had ordered and he did the cleaning. She was trying to apply some lotion on her hips when he walked in from the kitchen; took the lotion from her hands sat down beside her and slowly and delicately rubbed it over her wounds and there was nothing but silence until he was done. He gazed into her eyes, drew her close, she could hear his heart beat, his breathing, his perfume and her heart started pounding and she could hear it so loud she wondered if he could hear it too. She wanted to be kissed by him more than anything in the world. The adrenaline rush was overwhelming. He stroked her skin; it was tender and smooth; he glided his hands onto her waist and kissed her.