In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

As soon as she finished speaking, Xander pulled her into his embrace, whispering in her ear, "Okay."

Their bodies pressed close together, and Grace could distinctly feel the thudding of her heart against her chest.

She struggled to escape from his embrace.

"Where's the first aid kit? I'll tend to your wounds."

"There's no need for that. The doctor has already taken care of it."

"It's okay. It seems like your wound has reopened," Grace said, then turned around and began looking for the first aid kit.

Watching her bustle around, Xander smiled and stood up, walking toward another cabinet.

"The first aid kit is here."

Slightly embarrassed, Grace hurriedly took the kit from him. "Sit down. I'll change your dressing."

obediently did as told. His eyes were fixed on her as they sat on the

first aid kit, took out the tools, and carefully tended to his wound. Her actions were gentle, each one done with the utmost care until she removed the original bandage and finally saw the extent of

like it had been caused

injury was unusual, and the thought nagged her. "Xander, how exactly

a minor accident. Nothing serious." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

didn't press further.

swab and put

of relief. Upon closer inspection, she realized that, due to her nervousness, her forehead was already covered in fine sweat. "This wound needs to be dressed regularly so it can

"Okay, I understand."

Xander took the opportunity to make a phone call. "Come

curious and asked, "Xander, who

the call and

somewhat curious. Not long after, the doorbell rang, and she got up.

far when Xander suddenly tugged on her

come in

and then the door opened. Heavy footsteps approached them, and

a stranger she had never met before. He wore a grave