Danica's grip tightened around the mop, her stomach heated up. The sound of Loney's voice made her heart stop. She feared knowing who Loney truly was. She was frozen to the spot. She turned her head to meet his form. Her heart rate increased. His hairy well-sculpted chest, inviting exposed. He was only in his boxers. She quickly looked away.
When Loney realized she didn't move, he strode towards her. He placed one hand gently on her shivering one on the doorknob, used his other hand to lift her chin, his eyes bored into hers. Danica felt hot flashes at his touch, she bit her lower lip, her heart thumped. She tried to look away, catching sight of something still red on his hand, then his head. Her heart froze. Worry saturated her, she couldn't tell why.
Her voice shook as she spoke, "sorry, I was cleaning the bloodstains. I didn't mean to intrude."
Loney's gaze darkened, "that isn't your job. You are supposed to be sleeping," his sounded alluring, Danica felt her muscles tighten.
"You promised to come," she said, shifting her gaze but Loney held her chin up gently but firm, his eyes burned into hers.
"And I'm here," his voice was deep, her heart panged.
Danica felt heated and uncomfortable, she dropped the mop, "let me apply medication to your wound. Do you have first aid?" She asked. Loney released her chin and moved away. Danica released a breath she didn't know she was holding.
"Yes, in the drawer under the dressing table," he said, not taking his eyes off her. Danica figured she had to make her way around his in his closet by herself. She went into the large room and was amazed by the different types of clothing, then shoes and even the hard hat. It increased her curiosity but she swallowed it.
When she came out of the closet, Loney was leisurely sitting on the luxury sofa. The sight of him made her heart flutter. "It will hurt a little," she said and began applying medication on his elbow.
"Mmmmm," Loney hummed. Danica realized that Loney didn't even flinch. "How did it happen?" She sceptically asked after some time.
"It was an accident but don't worry about it," Loney casually said like it was nothing. However, since Danica didn't know much about his personality, to her he sounded firm and she feared asking another question but recalled the different types of clothes she saw in his closet. "What do you do?" She couldn't help asking.
"Menial jobs," Loney casually said, his lips thinning into a smile at his own joke. Danica understood that he didn't want to give much information about herself and said, "let me get your food." Loney nodded while he observed what she had done with his wounds in the mirror.
Danica returned with a tray and served Loney's food. Since she knew he was coming, she had cooked for him and was glad he didn't reject her offer. "It's delicious," Loney said after taking the first bite. Danica was fluttered, "thank you."
"Did you take any medical training? This is professionally done," Loney said, referring to his well-treated wounds.
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