Chapter 139: With you, I'm not myself
Amaris's POV
I grabbed the package bag from his hand, breathing hard and squeezing my lips as I growl inside.
Fortunately, his lips didn't touch mind or dira would start a gossip that the boss and I are together.
He instructed me to return to my position and eat like though he was a commander or something.
I did just that but my mouth didn't stop cursing until I was done and I realized I finished the bread and fruits.
How embarrassing, fortunately, Caleb wasn't around as he had left to find the others with dira. I was only left with the fruit juice by the time he returned.
"Can you walk?"
That was the first question he asked me and I nodded gesturing to him to leave me alone because I'd tag along later.
To be sincere, I couldn't feel my legs and wish to sleep here. It was this long because we were trailing on the wrong course and now, I was stucked with wondering if a wild boar wouldn't come out to consume me.
"Okay" he responded and turned his back against me.
I shook my head. What was I expecting? That he'd carry me?
Suddenly he squat low, his hands held the back of my thighs and haul my body to lean on his back.
Before I could think of anything else, he had carried me on his back and I flickered my eyes.
Dira gawp at me looking surprised just l was. She might start suspecting something judging from the look she gave me.
"I said I can walk!" I protested but he wouldn't listen and made me balance properly on his back.
I couldn't even refrain because I was forced to surrender. My weak body collapsed on him and my arms went around his neck.
At least it wasn't dira. She didn't even complain and walked side by side with me but her expression shows jealousy.
I was with her crush! In a short while, we joined the other who were excited, had a group picture and after a compulsory rest, ordered by Caleb, we were to set back.
He intended to carry me on his back again but I just didn't want the employees to think of something else and so I quickly ran towards Fred, the assistant secretary.
He was willing to offer me a ride on his back. I could see the way Caleb was glaring at him even though he approved i should be carried.
I soft sigh escaped my lips as we arrived at our lodge, I almost collapsed on the ground when we got here.
Everyone left to attend to one need or the other, except me because Caleb demanded for me in his suite.
His words were;
"There's an important work I need you to take care of"
He just wants to kill me, can't I even get rest like my other colleagues?
I gnashed my teeth, struggling to move my legs to his suite. Once I got in, I slammed the door behind me.
He wasn't in the sitting room and I stood close to the door.
"Sit" his voice coldly ordered and I lazily moved to the couch, designing how hectic the work might be.
He came out from the kitchen holding a bowl of water, but I couldn't tell if it was hot or cold.
His free hand was holding a chair while he drew closer to where I was. I sat properly, confused over what was happening.
Not until he sat before me and instructed me to stretch my legs. The water smelt of menthol and had a towel in it.
There was a stool beside him where he placed the bowl on. His forehead was etched with worries and I just didn't want to believe it.
Right that moment, I knew what this was for.
"I'm fine..."
"I never asked you" he said and forcefully took my legs to place on his thighs.
His hands slowly rolled up my pants as his eyes evaluates my barely leg. Then he dipped his hands inside the bowl, squeezed the handtowel and began to massage my legs.
I winced, swallowing hard and holding a fistful of his shirt as it hurts.
"I thought you don't feel pain"
I gave him a daring glare as he placed a mockery face at me while gently massaging my legs.
"You made us walk miles" i complained and he sigh looking weary like he didn't mind my words.
"Yeah right, you shouldn't have been on the wrong track" he whispered and I flinched at him.
Wasn't he the one who lost track. I'm just too pregnant to argue.
I gave him no response and just watched him massage my legs with ointment so mildly that I felt like he shouldn't stop.
He was so good at it and it was more like a seduction...and I was getting tingles on my skin.
"Have you gotten anyone yet?" He suddenly asked and I see where this was going.
I pushed his hand away, believing it's okay with the massage because I was getting mousey and weird.
"If you're asking me to date..."
"Why do you always jump into conclusions? I keep telling you it's not what you think or are you indirectly saying you want me but just don't know how to express it?" He brawl and I froze where I sat feeling nervous and jittery at the same time.
He just read through me with those lines. My jaw thickens as his brows pulled at me.
His statement means a lot and I just didn't want to appear as though he was right.
What is wrong with me?
"Why would I have an abusive partner?"
"There you go again" he mutters frustrated and flailing his hands up like a surrender.
"I'm not wrong, any woman in your life would be as miserable as I was then" I added and his face turned cold.
"Still yet, you don't want me to let go"
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