TAMED

fifteen

(Again, anything mentioned here on this chapter is purely a fiction. Not happening in real life.)

I scratched my arms and legs for the hundredth times. Not that it's actually itchy, but the gown I'm wearing for the harvest is very irritating. When I turned to look at Patrick he was busy fastening his belt.

"Do I have to wear something as disgusting as this?" I frown. This is one of the reasons why I hate being in a farm. They let me wear clothes that so out of system.

"It's not just any ordinary clothes Sara. It's a protection. We don't know what insects awaits us in there. Prevention is better than cure.." Patrick says too weakly. As if talking to me is like dealing with a child. And it's so annoying.

I gave him a deadly look and stomp my left foot with rolling eyes. "You know what's better? It's better if I'll just wait you here and you go on harvesting your own. That's better!" I snapped while rolling an eye at him and looking away.

Just then I saw Lady Catherine approaching towards our direction. She's also all get up ready for the said harvest thing. And I can't help but feel some admiration for her. Even at her age she's very active and energetic. Especially when it comes to estate matters.

I am the future duchess yet here I am, needed to be pushed so that I will learn something in governing my land. I think it's time for me to engage and be eager to learn some things for my own estates. I have to be responsible.

"Okay. I will come with you..Just tell me what to do.." I squeak with a deep sigh.

I turned to look at him staring at me with a smile. The sun is up as of the moment, and we're already sweating. I can even see tiny beads of sweat on his forehead. Which by the way only added his hot and hunky figure.

I shake my head and walk away. I should stop thinking I'm in France. It's making me act like a lunatic crazy romantic teen ager.

But before I go on any further, I can feel his fingers hold my arm.

"Not that way. Aunt Catherine asks me if you could accompany her. She's afraid if you'll walk all by yourself you'll get lost.." He whispered. When I turned around I almost stumble on him. I never thought that he's already at my back and no distance is between us.

For a mere moment we just stood there with eyes heated. Both have no idea what to say.

I was standing with him on my back supporting me. His right hand cupped my waist and the other hand on my thigh. I didn't move for a second. I can even feel the whole world stop spinning and I was just staring up at his eyes, mesmerized.

"I think we go up this way...Oh, I'm sorry.." I can recognize Lady Catherine's accented voice.

I tried to blink and glance at her direction. Then I saw her standing in front of us covering her face with a little smile on her lips. I quickly get up and moved away from our bodily intimate contact. Knowing how I'm all so red all over my face. It's so embarrassing.

When I stole a glance at Patrick he didn't act embarrassed at all. He just simply straighten his disheveled shirt then went up to where his aunt point out. He even looked so serious and composed.

"Come on dear, we'll follow him. He will lead us the way.." The lady said and gently hold my hand and guide me to follow Patrick's track.

The day went by slowly. I can feel how the sun burned my skin. We watched how the servants pick on the ripe fruit and how they gently placed it on a basket nearby. Then the men of the chateau came in and carry the baskets full and load it on a cart. Even Patrick personally carry the basket himself and I couldn't take my eyes off him as he manage to load them on a waiting cart. He is really incredibly handsome and strong.

Lady Catherine offered me a lot of berries that I  felt I'm a little dizzy. But I'm too shy to complain when I saw that even some of the women and children helped the men without hesitation not minding the heat of the sun.

Seems like eternity when I realized that the sun is slowly setting in. And few of the men and women gathered to recieved their daily salary. Patrick was the one who distributed them. He doesn't look tired or annoyed when the workers lined up in front of him.

We just watched him sitting on a porch nearby. Lady Catherine watched him with open admiration. Proud for his nephew.

"You know, he's always the silent type of a boy when he was young. He was so distant and so aloof when his mother passed away. He never talked with anyone not even me. I'm so glad he get over with it. He's such an attractive guy to be just alone in his entire life.."I heard the lady said in a very low voice. Maybe she don't want Patrick to overheard her.

I glanced at her and gave her a small smile. Then I look at Patrick who seemed so engrossed with the workers. I never thought of him to be such of a kind. He's very approachable and a happy person. But then I barely know him. I don't even know his favorite color in the first place.

After an hour of sitting there and watching him, Lady Catherine decided for us to went to the chateau. She insisted that we need to rest. And declare that we will be having a very delicious wine for our dinner.

I don't care about the wine at all. I felt so exhausted and so tired that all I could think of as of now is to lay in bed and be asleep until morning. I've never felt this kind of tiredness before that I think I want a very nice and cool bath before going to bed just to freshen up my exhaustion.

We reached the chateau without talking and then the lady called a servant and tell her to prepare a nice bath for me. I looked at her shocked at how she read my mind. But then she told me. "Every beautiful lady needs a very nice bath before going to bed. I myself, needed it too." She said with a light chuckle. She is very sweet for me. Especially now.