Love Unspoken

She slowly opened her eyes and saw him sleeping next to her, still in the clothes he wore before she fell asleep.

'He's so gross! He doesn't even change his clothes,' Quinn thought to herself.

Then she nudged him, and Alexander's eyes snapped open, staring at her for a few seconds.

"What's up?" His voice was hoarse from sleep.

His deep, alluring voice had a uniquely sexy quality to it, leaving Quinn slightly puzzled but with a tingling sensation in her ears. Quinn touched her ears, blushing slightly. "I'm hungry."

Alexander sat up, reached for the desk phone, and instructed Olivia to bring some food.

Soon enough, Olivia arrived with borscht and pastries.

Quinn got out of bed, examined her hands, and then extended them towards Alexander. "I need to wash my hands." Alexander thought for a moment, got out of bed, and carried her to the bathroom to wash up.

She scrubbed her hands seriously, even more seriously than in class.

Alexander stood behind her, staring at her reflection in the mirror, his expression complicated. After washing her hands, she rinsed her mouth and then went back to the bedroom to eat.

She ignored the borscht and grabbed the pastries with her hands, picking the prettiest ones.

Alexander, wearing a black shirt with two buttons undone at the collar, sat across from her, watching her eat.

In her eyes, there was nothing but food and cartoons.

Even when she looked at him, her gaze was incredibly clear.

To her, he was a stranger, or at most, an acquaintance.

There were no extra feelings.

Quinn glanced up at him when she had a moment. Seeing him staring at her, she thought he also wanted to eat.

So, she thought for a moment and handed him the pastry in her hand.

"Do you want to eat?"

Alexander glanced at the pastry in her hand and shook his head slightly. "No."

"Go ahead, eat it. I'm giving it to you!" She acted very generously, thinking, 'Since he would be following me from now on, I shouldn't treat him poorly.' Alexander gazed at her, looking at her bright, clear eyes and her stubbornly outstretched hand.

He reached out his slender, beautiful fingers and took the pastry. Under her eager gaze, he put it in his mouth and took a bite.

"Is it tasty?" Quinn asked eagerly.

He pursed his lips, struggling to swallow the overly sweet pastry, then nodded slightly. "It's good."

She smiled at him and proceeded to finish the rest of the pastry.

Alexander still had half a piece left in his hand. He looked at it again and again, and finally, when Quinn wasn't looking, he placed it in the trash can under the table. Quinn ate and drank her fill, even finishing the borscht.

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Alexander responded and took her to the bathroom to wash up.

Quinn sat on a small stool in the bathroom, enjoying his service as he washed her hair and then her body.

The whole process was very familiar, making her more satisfied with this bodyguard-cum-nanny. 'If only his fingers didn't have calluses,' she thought.

Alexander dried her hair with a towel, and she looked up at him.

He had a stern face, looking unhappy.

Quinn thought for a moment, then reached out and grabbed the towel from his hand. "I'll do it myself."

Alexander looked down at her, contemplating for a moment before releasing the towel.

She proceeded to dry her hair in a somewhat careless manner, but his continued unhappiness was evident. His gaze made her feel like she was a delectable treat he longed to devour. Despite sensing his dissatisfaction, Quinn chose to ignore it and focused on finishing drying her hair.