Chapter 5 Darci's heart skips

Darci stood in the kitchen in front of the triangular table holding a knife in her hand slicing a fraction of beef meat in mince. She heard her heart thumping fast, and felt my cheeks folding. She held the chopping board, and turned to the electric cooker to pour the meats in the pot, and she paused standing like a statue fascinating about Jacob. She felt her heart skip again and she felt urged to go to Jacob, she tried to suppress her feelings.

She thought aloud, "what is wrong with me? Why do I really want to be around Jacob every minute? I'm a nurse and he's my patient, so I shouldn't feel this way. Yeah."

She nodded, and noticed the pot sitting on the cooker. The oil in the pot was sparking. She felt quite jittery and scurried to the cooker rotating it to lower the flames. The oil splashed at her arm and she moaned loudly, her arm suddenly puffed up. It hurt so bad, she jammed her teeth not to groan, and she quickly spilled the minced meat in the pot and the meats started heating up.

Soon after, the meats were fried, she could no more tolerate the discomfort of the burn and she walked out of the kitchen leaving the rest of the cooking to the house chefs.

She walked into Jacob's bedroom and she stared at him mutually. He noticed her, and she realized. She did not want to look stupid just standing staring at him and she walked to him.

"Your meal is getting ready." She felt slightly jumpy and she thought, "why am I trying to make him feel comfortable when I'm in pain? I mean, I'm not his maid."

Jacob smiled at her, "it's alright, I can wait."

She felt like smiling back at him. She felt she was being weird, and she suppressed her cheeks.

"Behave, behave..." She muttered.

Jacob noticed that she was whispering to herself, and he felt quite confused, "what?"

She felt slightly embarrassed that he noticed, and she tried to act like she didn't, "hun?"

She felt the pain piercing in her arm, and she groaned loudly. Jacob got anxious and he looked into her eyes wondering why she seemed so uneasy, "what's wrong?"

She held her arm to suppress the pain but it wouldn't stop hurting. She couldn't take it anymore and she voiced out, "I have a burn."

She walked towards her bag sitting in the couch, and zipped it open, she reached to the balm and pulled it out and she tried to open the bottle but her palms were greasy, and the bottle slipped off her hands.

Jacob felt sorry for her, "come on, give it to me."

Darci felt flattered by his tenderness. She walked to him, and handed him the bottle. He held the bottle with his injured hand, and pulled out the tumbler with his other hand.

She smiled wildly feeling butterflies in her stomach, shestared at him in admiration.

Jacob dipped his finger in the bottle, and fetched some balm, "come here."

Darci listened and was walking closer to the bed staring into his eyes and sat besides him. Jacob stared at her face feeling enticed by her chubby cheeks, her curvy eyes, and her painted lips.

He felt something so soft and watery hanging in his finger and he realized that it was the balm.

"Oh!" He felt quite nervous, "um, your arm...."

She realized that he haven't yet applied the balm, and felt perhaps the pain was numb as I she lost in his eyes. She stretched her arm to him, and he gently massaged the burn. Feeling his soft hands stroking her arm felt so comforting but she shivered as the pain still lingered.

Jacob got quite unsettled, he panicked, "what is it? Is it paining?" He leaned forth, pulled her arm closer, and bowed blowing out air on her arm. She felt the air spewing from his mouth on her arm, it was mild and cool. She stared at him like she was glued to a TV.

She felt like a four-year-old kid getting nursed. Jacob slowly lifted up his head and noticed her eyes stuck to him.

"Are you okay now?"

She jolted, "hun?" She raised an eyebrow not knowing what he uttered.

"Is it still paining?"

She shook her head and looked at the balm on her arm, "I feel alright now. Thank you." She smiled at him and he smiled back.

She sprang up to her feet and walked towards her bag to drop the balm. They heard the door suddenly opening, and they looked at the door. It was the maid. She walked in carrying a tray with a plate of Jacob's meal, it was beef stew and rice.

"I'm here to serve Jacob's lunch." She walked towards Jacob's bed and gently dropped the meal on the bedside table and she walked away.

The mouthwatering aroma ejaculated engulfing Jacob's nostrils, and he sniffed the aroma like a dog.

"It smells so good. Did you get that burn because you were trying to cook for me?"

She was mum. She felt it would be cheesy if she replied, she thought. She didn't want him to feel so fond of her than he already is.

He knew instinctively by her silence, that he was right. "I am sorry. I don't want to bother you any further but I can't eat with my hand."

She glanced at the sling he was wearing and she advanced towards him, "I want you to always bother me since it's my duty to look after you. You are my life now, my priority. Your parents are paying me a huge sum just to make you get better."

"Are you kind to me just because of their generous pay?"

"I'm just doing my job." She walked closer to his bed and she sat besides him. She fetched a scoop of the food and stretched it to his lips, he refused to move his lips, they were firm.

"Eat your food."

He furrowed his eyebrows, "I don't want to."

"Come on.''

"Why do you keep insisting? To impress my parents that you're dor job? Or do you just care about the huge pay you will get?"

He looked deeply into her eyes, "are you taking care of me because you want to or am I, just a duty to you?"

She got silent thinking in her heart, "how am I tell you that each time I think of you, my heart beats really fa that, I never want to leave your side?"

She guessed speaking out her feelings would seem weird considering that she's his nurse and he's a patient, and she remained tight-lipped.

Jacob fought back the tears in his eyes and bitterly said, "I knew it you only think of me as your duty. Don't worry I will eat and also take my meds, I will be alright nurse."

Staring into his eyes felt like two daggers lancing into her heart, she couldn't prevent tears from dropping from her eyes.

"I will make sure to recover quickly so you will no longer feel obligated to me. You may leave now, I'll have a maid feed me instead."

"Jacob..." She muttered, and she sensed that he was furious with her and she sprang up from the bed walking to the door. She paused by the door and she turned and stared at him. She could still see the rage in his eyes. She sniffed, walked out of the room and shut, the door.

Jacob screamed, he picked each pillow sitting on his bed hurling them to the floor. He felt a lump in his throat and gulped down his tears.