Chapter 14 She Rubbed His Palm with Her Fingers
"Like this." Natalie Quinn put a drop of the essence on his palm and gently smoothed it with her middle finger.
Her hands were soft and warm.
She rubbed his palm with her finger.
He felt it hot and a little itchy.
It was amazing.
Natalie raised her hand and then gently tapped him on his temple, saying, "If you can't fall asleep, you can smooth some oil in your palm first, and apply them on your wrists and your temples. And then take a deep breath."
She was so close to him.
As she was speaking, her rosy lips opened and shut, like cherries with an attractive color.
She had fair and fine skin, and no pores could be seen at close range.
She also got a fresh scent after bathing.
Kendrick Ramsey closed his eyes. He followed her words and took a deep breath.
The smell of the oil brought him a sense of calm.
It could help him sleep.
Natalie sat up straight and said with a smile, "Wish you a good sleep. Good night then!"
"Good night!"
She folded the skirt and pointed to the cloakroom, "Then I will go that way."
Although their rooms were connected, they had always left each other alone, let alone had such physical contact at the moment.
Before Natalie slept, she checked Kendrick's schedule for tomorrow.
His schedule was not filled up as before.
The psychiatrist would come for routine counseling in the morning.
The meeting in the afternoon would end at three o'clock, and then he would go to Ramsey's mansion with her.
Natalie's hands still caught the scent of the oil.
She raised her hand and smelt it. It helped calm the nerves.
...
Lance Hoover, the psychiatrist, arrived half an hour early in the morning.
It was Natalie who greeted him.
"Please take a seat first and have some water. Kendrick is in a meeting. Please wait for a moment."
Lance had met her a few times before, but they had no interaction at all. She didn't like meeting strangers, not to mention greeting them. Therefore, it was the maids of the family who always entertained him.
But this time it was Mrs. Ramsay personally, making Dr. Hoover bewildered.
Natalie sat down across from him. She poured a cup of tea for him and then pushed a dish of pastry, "Have a taste of the pastry please."
As Lance couldn't refuse her offer, he tasted the pastry and tried to flatter her, "Did you make it yourself, Mrs. Ramsay? It tastes good."
"Well, I didn't. I brought it." answered Natalie.
He felt that he just praised her in the wrong way.
"Dr. Hoover, why don't we add each other on the platform?" said Natalie, "Then we can communicate easily when we need to."
"Well, all right."
Dr. Hoover turned on the phone so that she could scan his QR code, and immediately he found that she changed his remark to Kendrick's psychiatrist.
He expected his remark to be "Dr. Hoover", but he found that he didn't even have his name for the remark.
"Well, it will be easier to remember." explained Natalie.
"I understand. I've got to go up, Mrs. Ramsey." said Lance.
"Well, all right. How about staying here for lunch? I'll have the kitchen prepare it."
"Thank you, but I can't trouble you for it, for this time."
Lance tried hard to control his expressions and rushed upstairs.
The door of the study was pushed open.
Kendrick looked up to Lance with a poker face and frowned, "What's wrong? Why are you so flurried?"
"Have you improved your relationship recently?" asked Lance unconsciously.
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