Chapter 4 Three Nights With Him

Christian's eyes fluttered open and he grimaced, his hand went to his left shoulder which was hurting because of his awkward sleeping position.

He sensed something soft and warm over his left hand and looked at it to find Sheena's hand on his as his palm was resting on Tyler's tummy.

He wanted to take his hand away but somehow his eyes froze on Sheena's beautiful face. A few strands of her blonde hair were falling on her face which made her look too innocent.

The ringing of a phone broke his trance at the same time Sheena's eyes opened and fell directly on their hands and then at Christian's face as he was staring at her with wide eyes.

Christian jerked his hand away and grimaced before saying,

"Sorry, I didn't realise when I dozed off here last night."

Christian had to sleep in another room at night but Tyler insisted on sleeping with both of them and he had to stay. He eventually dozed off without realising.

He got up and sat on the bed while massaging his shoulder while Sheena turned around to receive the call.

She picked the phone up before putting it on her ear and looked at Christian pointedly.

"Wait a minute," she spoke to the person on the phone while looking at Christian and he understood her signal to get out of the room.

She doesn't want to talk in front of me. He thought to himself and stood up from the bed. When he was about to close the door behind him, he heard Sheena's voice.

"Good morning, Cyrus."

He frowned and went out to sit on the sofa in the living room.

He was surprised to know that Sheena was in contact with Cyrus even after all these years.

"But why didn't she talk in front of me? Is there something going on between them?" he asked himself and then shook his head to clear his thoughts.

"No! It can't be. Cyrus is a Playboy. Sheena can't be his type." He was muttering under his breath when the doorbell rang and he absentmindedly got up to open the door.

"Sir, You ordered this," Remmy was at the door and handed him a forearm crutch.

Christian frowned as his mind was somewhere else and he couldn't decipher what Remmy said.

"What?" he asked with a confused look.

"Sir, this crutch. You ordered this last night for the lady," Remmy answered.

"Oh sorry! I was thinking about something. Thanks, Remmy."

He walked up to the room and knocked on her door before pushing it open and found Sheena standing on one leg while holding the bed.

"What the hell are you doing? Do you want to recover or not?" he asked in an annoying tone.

"Of Course, I want to recover and get out of here ASAP," Sheena answered in an equally annoying tone and gave him a ridiculous look.

"Good! So heed the doctor's advice and stop trying to walk without support. Take this." He handed her the crutch and she looked at him with a deep frown.

"Do you think I am disabled? I have a sprain. I didn't lose my legs."

Christian smirked and asked,

"Are you starting to like being carried everywhere in my arms?" He subtly brought his arm to the front to flex his muscles.

"What? In your dreams! I didn't know you can flirt with women. Huh!" she said and snatched the crutch from him.

"Now you can go. I'll pay you for this."

"I told James and he had paid already," he answered and turned to walk away.

"Why did you tell him? Who do you think you are to make decisions for me?" she yelled at him and he shut his eyes to calm himself and answered,

"Don't stretch this unnecessarily. I have other things to do. I am not here on a vacation, okay? He is your brother and he has the right to know about you. It's your fault that you don't contact them often. So don't shout at me." He turned away from her with a jerk and his shoulder hurt.

"Urghh!" He grimaced and gripped his shoulder before walking away.

Sheena got a little worried about him and was about to go out to ask him if he was all right when Tyler cried.

She sat back and picked Tyler up to pacify him. Christian rushed back to the room.

"I can stay with him. Go and freshen up. Then you can keep him company as I may get busy in meetings later."

Sheena opened her mouth to say something when he showed his index finger to stop her and said,

"Don't argue. As I said I am not here for a vacation. Don't waste my time arguing over petty things and do as I said. Once you finish your chores and can relax, I'll do my work without disturbance."

She gritted her teeth as she hated being ordered but silently handed Tyler over to him and went to the bathroom while muttering something about bossing around.

The day was quie as they them stayed away from each other and only talked if Tyler needed anything.

In the evening when Christian was finally finished with his work and was playing with Tyler, Sheena walked up to him and asked,

"What happened to your shoulder?"

Christian looked up at her blankly and answered,

"Nothing you need to bother."

"Listen! You have been helping me a lot since last night. I don't want to owe you any favour. Tell me what happened and let me help you if I can. I'll be out of your hair in one more day. Then we both can go on with our lives without owing anything to each other," Sheena said and Christian stared at her face.

"I slept in an awkward position last night. Not a big deal. I'll be fine by tomorrow," he answered and Sheena smirked.

"You are in luck today. I have learnt some skills to fix such issues from a nurse friend," she said and sat beside him on the sofa while he was staring at her with a frown.

"Turn around,'' she asked and he obliged while Tyler was busy playing with his new toys.

Sheena pressed his shoulder gently to make sure where he was hurting. Her fingers touched some part of his skin that was outside his t-shirt and goosebumps rose on his arms.

He looked at her discreetly while slowly rubbing his hand on the goosebumps.

Sheena put her other hand on the side of his head and stretched and twisted in a way that the sound of a crunch reverberated around the silent room, making Christian curse under his breath.

"Motherfucker..." He turned his head back to look at Sheena with a bewildered expression.

"What was that? Are you trying to kill me?" he asked and Sheena smirked.

Christian stood up abruptly and then he noticed he didn't have any more pain in his shoulder.

He touched his shoulder and slowly his lips curved up in a wide smile.

"That was impressive, huh!" he said and Sheena answered,

"Now I don't owe you anything. Just one more day and I'll be out of here with Tyler."

"Modefufer." Tyler chimed in when he heard his name and both of them looked at him with their mouths wide open.

"Bad word Tyler! I am sorry for using such word," Christian told him in a stern yet gentle voice and Tyler replied,"

"Ok. Bad wod." Sheena and Christian chuckled slowly and Christian looked at Sheena.

"You didn't owe me anything, by the way. I was doing everything for Tyler. If it was not for him, why would I ask you to stay in my room?" He rolled his eyes and walked away while Sheena kept staring at his retreating figure.

They slept in one room with Tyler between them for 2 more nights before it was finally the morning when Sheena had to leave with Tyler.

They had their breakfast and she was about to go with Tyler when her phone rang.

She took out her phone from her jeans pocket and her eyebrows shot up.

She took a deep breath before answering the call.

"Hi, Dad. Good morning."

Christian looked up from his laptop screen and witnessed her expression changing from calm to confused to frustrated to horrified within a minute.

"What? No! It can't be. Dad, please tell me it's not true. Please!" she said with a shaky voice while her eyes pooled with tears.

Her heart raced and the phone slipped from her grip. Her hold around the string of her duffel bag loosened before the bag hit the wooden floor with a thud.

Christian shot up from his seat and rushed to her side when her knees buckled. Christian wrapped one arm around her to stop her from falling, a concerned expression etched on his face while Tyler was looking at the scene in confusion.

Christian made her sit on the sofa while caressing her back gently. Sheena was a crying mess, her eyes were bloodshot and her face wet with tears. Christian poured water into a glass and offered her which she tried to grab with trembling hands.

Realising that she wouldn't be able to hold the glass, Christian tilted the it to her lips and she drank it slowly while her body was shaking because of sobs.

She cried loudly while covering her face with her hands and Christian's heart clenched looking at her like this.

He didn't think anything and hugged her with her face snuggled in his chest.

Sheena wrapped her arms around him and he felt something in his heart, like someone pulled a string inside.

"Shh! It's okay. I am here. Calm down," he whispered in her ear while stroking her head and caressing her back.

"Christian! My Mom....." she said in between her sobs.

After around five minutes, her cries died down but she was still sobbing. When she realised what she was doing, she abruptly moved away from his embrace and averted her eyes awkwardly.

"I am sorry. I'll leave now. Thanks for everything," she said and got up, making Christian's heart twitch but he ignored it.

She grabbed Tyler's hand to leave when Christian stood up and asked,

"What happened to your Mom?"

"You can ask James. Bye," she said and turned around to leave with Tyler.

Christian stared at them until the door shut behind them and the luxurious suite suddenly felt empty and lifeless.