In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Xander found her endearing, so he laughed gently and comforted her. "It's been hard on you. You'll have to endure it for a while, but avoid meeting him if you can." As Grace's anger subsided, Xander spoke again. "Turn on the camera. Let me see."

Grace had been speaking excitedly, but she froze for a moment when she heard his request. She looked at Shawn. Strangely, she felt like she was cheating. "I'm about to go to bed. I don't look good right now."

Xander thought that she was just being coy. "I've seen you in all kinds of states. Come on, be good. Let me have a look at you."

"I really don't look good. I'm tired." She persisted.

The issue was that Shawn was still there. It would be awkward for both of them.

Xander didn't insist anymore and just told her to rest early. He asked her to turn on her video for him the next day, and she agreed at once.

By the time she hung up, ten minutes had already passed.

Shawn came in from outside. "Mr. Fulton is very concerned about you."

Grace felt a little uncomfortable. "I'm sorry for neglecting you. I'll make it up to you next time. Thank you, Shawn, and please don't tell anyone else."

"Of course."

Shawn packed up his things and got ready to leave. Grace suddenly said, "Wait."

still and turned to look at her. She looked extremely embarrassed. "Um... could you help me into the bedroom? I can't walk right

red. Shawn's ears felt warm as well. He hadn't thought much about it earlier, but now he was very aware that they were going to be in

he could feel the

decorated in a simple but feminine

the bed. His palms were hot, and his lower

up quickly. "Do you need

Grace buried half her face in the blankets.

is it?" He went closer to her

a mask on. I'm sure you look equally good without

spoke earnestly. "I'm

I'm serious. I think that

one would ever judge you

his gaze bore into her,

didn't believe her, so she raised her hand as if she

after the accident, so I'm not hideous. It's

perceptive and had sensed his discomfort.

a book by its cover. Even when it's ourselves." She spoke slowly and

for your

laughed out loud.

never shown his true face to anyone after being disfigured, but for