Take Me Away novel Chapter 66

Spencer hurriedly headed for the bathroom to take a shower. It was November, yet he had switched the water temperature very low. He felt that cool water, sprinkled on his body, was the only thing that could possibly even slightly ease his desire.

The thought of Leona

made his eyebrows furrow deeply. When he had been a drillmaster in D University, he had thought that this girl was quiet and abnormal. 'Is there something wrong with her mental state? She even tried to kill Fiona! How dare she! No one can bully Fiona. No one except me.' He then decided that tomorrow, he would find Leona and settle accounts with her.

After he had his shower, he walked out of the bathroom. Fiona was curled up on the other side of the bed, asleep like a kitten. He could barely hear the sound of her breathing, and he saw that her chest was heaving slightly. She was lovely in every angle.

Spencer let out a deep breath as he stood beside the bed. He quietly crouched down, took the medicine box, and started to dress her wounds.

There were wounds all over her arms, back and legs. It was already extremely lucky that she wasn't injured after being pushed down from that height.

When he applied the medicine on her body, Fiona let out a little groan, that could be either due to pain or comfort. When he was about to laugh, her tone changed as she spoke. She trembled and sobbed, "Don't come over"

"Fiona?" He quickly sat on the edge of the bed and gently nudged her body. "Are you having a nightmare? It's okay. Don't worry, please don't cry."

After hearing his voice, Fiona opened her eyes. There was still fear in her eyes. When she saw Spencer, she nervously grabbed the hem of his clothes and asked for help. "I just had a nightmare. Just now."

"It's okay. You are fine now." Spencer patted her head, comforting her. "Sit up, Fiona. There is still a wound that hasn't been treated yet."

Fiona obediently sat straight up. She looked at his arm and asked, "How is your injury, Spencer?"

"I'm fine." While nursing Fiona's wound, he said, "When your foot gets better, let me teach you how to use a gun."

"A gun?" Fiona was shocked. "Why would I need to use a gun? Forget it, please. I won't need it."

"How do you know that you won't need?" Spencer retorted, casting a glance at her. "It's harmless for you to learn how to use a gun. You can use it in case you need to. The world is far too dangerous!"

She had never seen such a serious look on his face before. Fiona stared at him for a long time. She weighed the advantages and disadvantages in her mind. Eventually, she said firmly, "Fine. I'll learn it."

"Great." As he put away the medicine box, he smiled with satisfaction and said, "It's time to sleep now, Fiona."

"Hmm." Fiona nodded and lay down on the bed again. She moved to the other side of the bed to make space for Spencer as she grabbed a corner of the quilt.

After seeing this, Spencer smiled and turned off the light.

The bright moonlight that shone through the window made the energy in the room a little romantic. Fiona felt the heat of Spencer's body next to hers, and her face was hot like it was burning. She quickly moved closer to the edge of the bed.

"Stop moving, you'll fall!" Spencer warned. "Do you plan to have the quilt all to yourself? It's autumn now. Even if I'm healthy, you can't abuse me like this, right?"

"What? I abuse you?" retorted Fiona, her face red. Then she gave half of the quilt to him. "Here you are."

Spencer grabbed the quilt and hid himself under it. "Ah, there we go. How comfortable! It's so warm!"

This made Fiona want to laugh, but she felt nervous at the same time. She kept moving closer to the edge. How could Spencer be unaware of her little tricks? Still, he bent his tall body to get closer to her.

The more Fiona moved towards the edge of the bed, the closer Spencer moved towards her until there was no other way out. Turning her head, she asked, "Can you..." Before she could even finish her words, she suddenly stopped. She saw Spencer's face right in front of her, and she felt his warm breath on her face.

"Can I do what, Fiona?" Spencer asked, raising his eyebrows, his voice low.

Fiona rolled her eyes and asked, her voice trembling, "Can you move away from me?"

"No." Spencer put his arm around Fiona and moved to the middle of the bed with her. When he was satisfied, he said, "Well, now this is a good place. Sleep now!"

Fiona's body was completely held by Spencer. She was lying in his arms, smelling the scent of his body after bathing, and it all made her feel a little confused. She didn't know what to do. What was he even doing?

"You! Hey, let me go!" Fiona pushed him hard on his chest. "Please, I can't breathe."

"It's too cold outside. It's so comfortable for us to hold each other." Spencer's tone became more serious. He grabbed her arm and put it on his waist. "Go to sleep now!"