Love is the Sunshine

Chapter 293 Who Touched Whom First (Part One)

Terence got startled when Carla suddenly cried out, causing him to quickly pull his hand back in

response.

"What's the matter? I'm just trying to help you take a bath. How else do you expect me to get it done

without touching you?" With his eyebrows raised in surprise, Terence complained. Why was she being

like that all of a sudden? She was the one who asked him to assist her in the first place. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

"But I don't need your help. It's my leg that got injured. My hands are perfectly fine. I can do that on my

own," Carla complained . Upon saying that, she immediately grabbed the sponge from his hand and

proceeded to wipe herself with it.

Considering the fact that she insisted to just do it by herself, Terence got a bit disappointed and

carefully stood up. Rolling down his sleeves, he told her, "If that's how you want it, then I suppose that's

my cue to leave."

Looking so down in the dumps, he began heading toward the bathroom door to leave her alone.

"Wait a second! Please don't go,"

Carla beseeched him to stay, trying to stop him in his tracks before he could walk out of the bathroom.

Given that her injured leg made it impossible for her to reach her back as she normally would, she still

had to ask for his help.

Holding back a chuckle, he turned around and said, "If you really want me to stay with you and help

you out, I would like to help clean up every part of your body. All of it or I don't help at all. Totally your

choice."

In a blink of an eye, Carla instantly became red-flushed. Biting her tongue, she was hesitant to give him

an answer for a moment there. But eventually, she turned her back to him and stretched out her arm to

hand the sponge over.

"Okay, fine! Do whatever you like." She was left with no other choice but to give in.

She knew full well what he was planning to go with this. Even from the start, it had always been hard

for him to resist the urge to be all over her.

In any case, this wouldn't be the first time that he was going to touch her body.

Getting all excited deep inside, Terence walked closer toward her and snatched the sponge she was

holding. And without saying a word, he began to carefully wash her from head to toe.

She was red all over, feeling so sheepish throughout the whole process. Her body heat went up little by

little and her heart pounded uncontrollably. Terence himself gradually became embarrassed as well, as

though there wouldn't be an end to it, until he finally caught her wistful and anxious eyes. After that, he

went ahead and slowly lifted her from the bath tub. Then he dried her up with a towel starting with her

hair and carried her over to the bed.

Glaring at him, she swiftly took the robe from his hand. Then, as soon as she wrapped herself up with

the robe he prepared for her, she immediately sat back on the bed.

Bringing out the hair dryer, Terence used it to blow dry her hair. As soon as he was done, it was his turn

to clean himself up. He headed straight for the bathroom carrying his robe.

He didn't want to take too much time inside the bathroom, so he got out after just a couple of minutes.

When he realized that Carla had her gaze deeply fixated on him, he playfully asked her, "Why are you

looking at me like that? It's not like I'm going to devour you or something."

Walking over to the bed, he sat right next to her on the bed, extending his arm bit by bit to get a hold of

her. And as he pulled her closer up against his chest, a Cheshire cat grin crept into his face. From the

look on her face, it was so easy to tell that she was still feeling so self-conscious.

She couldn't shake off the thought of what just happened inside the bathroom moments ago. Every

time it came up in her mind, she would instantly turn red from embarrassment.

"Your cheeks are burning up. Are you okay? Do you feel feverish or something?" he teased her, as his

hand reached out to feel up her forehead. "If you want, I could call a doctor for you right away," he went

on and said, pretending to be so worried.

This annoyed her so much, so she suddenly grabbed him by the collar of his robe. Reeling him in, she

railed at him, "Stop embarrassing me! You're taking advantage of the situation to make fun of me."

If only her leg wasn't in bad shape, she would have pushed him down into the bed right then and there.

Sad to say, she couldn't really do that today.

Terence looked like he was having the time of his life as he watched her get so worked up. With just

about an inch in space between his face and hers, he protested, "Did I do anything wrong? Why are

you so upset?" He said with a straight face, but one could see from his eyes that he was really enjoying

himself. "Enlighten me, please. I really have no idea what I have done wrong," he added.

She was the one who asked him to lend a hand in the bath. No matter how he looked at it, it wasn't

really his fault.

Truth be told, the only reason why she had been acting like that was because all of his teasing made

her long for his touch. And for that reason, she felt so irritated and burst into anger.

Carla tried to pull back and get away from him, but her injured leg made it hard for her to move. In the

end, she bent her finger and enticed him to come at her.

"Please be careful! Try not to move around too much. Your leg is still injured. It's not the appropriate

time to be doing that. No need to worry about me. I can handle it." Seeing her acting like that, Terence

couldn't hold back his smile as he feasted his eyes on his precious woman.

In spite of having an injured leg, she still got captivated by him and seemed to be craving for him just

as much as he had been for her.

Hearing his response, Carla abruptly started cracking up. While they were inside the bathroom, it

looked like it was taking all of his strength just to stop himself from getting his hands all over her, but

now, here he was playing so innocent.

So, she decided to play around with him a little.

"Let's see who will be the last one standing," she confidently challenged him, with her eyes dead set on

coming for him.

Rolling his eyes in response to her challenge, Terence said, "Let's turn off the lights first."