Bound In Secrecy 🚩

Chapter 21

We're doing things we've never done before when we're living under the same roof. I never thought Quinn could be this caring and gentle woman inside the house. I mean, yeah, she's sweet sometimes, but the way she does things here and there is like she's living up to her title as my wife.

Sometimes when I'm busy doing my job in my study room, she would knock just to give me food or a snack to eat. Even freshly cut fruit was served. I'm not complaining, but I just find it weird.

I told her to stop doing it because she's not my maid and that I brought her here to rest, but she only said to me that she's not used to not moving her body all day. I understand her because she's really a hard-working person, so I made an agreement with her that she can only touch the kitchen, nothing more. I have a personal maid who would take care of the laundry and cleaning the house, so she must not bother herself doing that stuff.

"Ouch!" 

I was in the living area, but my body unconsciously moved on its own. I dropped the book I'm holding and quickly made my way inside the kitchen after hearing her voice.

I saw her holding her finger, and there was blood in there. 

"Ah, paper cut!" - she said and chuckled.

"Tsk, ano ba kasing ginagawa mo?"

"Reading a new recipe." - she said and pointed at the new book she bought from downtown.

She turned around to wash her finger, and I went near the counter to close the book. I stand behind her and gently touch her arm. I felt her stilled as I pulled her around and trapped her in the sink.

I poke her nose and smile a little. "Ang kulit mo kasi. Why don't you just sit down or rest in your room? I brought you here to rest and not to tire yourself."

"Pero wala kang kakainin."

"It's okay. I can help myself because I'm a big girl now."

Hinawakan ko ang kamay nya at dinala sa bibig ko yung daliri nya na may sugat. I kissed it while staring at her eyes.

"You should always take care of your hands, Quinn."

I pulled her with me and made her sit on the couch. My feet brought me back in my room to get a kit, and when I came back, I saw her still sitting there, waiting for me.

I swallowed hard, feeling her intense gaze at me while I'm busy tending her wound. When I look back at her, she's the one who looks away, clearing her throat.

"Don't go back in the kitchen. I'll cook today." - I said and stood up. Removing the imaginary dust on my pants.

"Can I watch you?"

"Seriously? You're creeping me out." - I joked, but it seems to me that she's serious about that.

What the hell is wrong with her? Can't she feel that I'm controlling myself? 

"I won't put poison in your foods, so don't worry."

"But I---"

She quickly shuts her mouth when I push her down the couch, hovering above her and wearing my serious expression. I hold her chin and tilt my head. Slowly, I lean  down to kiss her, but when my lips were near claiming it's final destination, I decided to stop and let go of her chin silently.

"Just wait for me here, alright?" - I whispered and left her speechless.

After making noodles with veggies and herbs, I called her in the dining area. I don't know if she'll like the taste. I cooked it based on what taste I could remember.