Steal my heart novel (Grace James and Caden Shaw)

Kern smirked, as it was as expected.

It was as expected that there was something about the tea set.

He glanced at the back of his hand. It was still red, but the redness was slowly fading, it was only vaguely visible.

He squinted his black eyes and smiled cunningly. Kern has a large build, he stood next to a pickup truck with his back against the main street. He was facing the door of the driver's seat with his head down. Nobody knew what he was up to.

If a person walked pass him right now, the person would see a man slightly shifting his arms all stirred up.

Kern rubbed the back of his hand again intensely, he frowned and wasn't too pleased. He gritted his teeth and decided to pinch the back of his hand, he frantically twisted it 270 degrees. He then put his hand in the sun. Yes, now he was pleased!

He closed the car door happily and walked back towards the woman.

"Have you put the item in place?"

"Yes."

"It took you a long time."

"I am not familiar with the area and I made a wrong turn just now."

The woman asked a question after another and Kern answered.

Both of them walked to the main street.

"What type of reclining chair are you looking for?" asked the woman slow and steadily.

"I like the one you have."

The woman nodded, "Okay, I'll just bring you directly to the shop I bought the chair from. They are craftsmen, the shop was passed from a generation to the next. It is on the expensive side, but it is definitely worth the price."

"Yeah."

The woman babbled as they walked.

When other pedestrians walked pass them, all they could see was Kern, a handsome man with a large build walking in the woman's pace. He followed behind with tiny steps, dancing to her tune. At times he would lower his eyes and his brows as he stared gently at the woman who was significantly shorter than him.

His eyes were filled with warmth and gentleness.

They walked into a furniture shop and came out shortly after. They had chosen a reclining chair and the worker was moving it to the back of their pickup truck

She needed to walk back and forth from the shop and the pickup truck, it was quite the walk for her. But she didn't mind, and she walked slowly. At one point, the worker who was moving the chair didn't notice her and he accidentally ran into her.

She fell onto the ground.

"Watch where you are going!" Kern was furious, he immediately squatted down, "Are you okay?"

The woman pushed her hand against the slated flooring and stood up carefully. She then patted the dust off her skirt and said, "I'm fine, it wasn't his fault. I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings."

She was patting more dust off her skirt as she was saying that, and she continued walking towards the pickup truck.

The worker's face turned red, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't notice you there."

"It's okay."

She took another step forward, but she grimaced when she did that.

She kept quiet and walked forward with her head down.

Kern noticed that something was up, he held out his long arms and pulled her towards him. He had to bend over slightly.

The woman gasped as she was caught off guard. Before even looking in front, she was angry and glared scornfully at Kern, "What are you doing?"

She yelled.

But she was stunned at what she saw.

Kern with a large build was slightly bent over in front of her, he was in a squatting position. He looked back at her and smiled brightly, "Come up."

She was bewildered, "Don't be crazy," she said angrily. She was about to step over the huge "mountain" in front of her, but Kern abruptly held out his long arms again and yanked her over with force. She lowered her head and saw Kern smiling as he was looking up at her.

His smile was a bit scornful and rascally.

"Why are you forcing yourself to walk? You hurt yourself from the fall, I could tell even without you saying anything."

He raised his brow as he talked.

"Come, just let me carry you. It's not embarrassing at all."

The woman was dumbfounded, it wasn't about if it was embarrassing for her or not!

"I can walk by myself, I didn't fall that badly, stand up... Ah!" Before she could finish her sentence, she gasped and looked at Kern puzzledly. He was trying to carry her away.

By the time she could react, she was very displeased. Out of so many things, one thing that she hated the most was people telling her what to do. What Kern was forcing on her right now was exactly what she hated.

She started struggling, "Let me go, I don't like this..."

Before she could finish what she wanted to say, Kern suddenly exclaimed, as if he got hurt by something.

"What's wrong?"

She asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, everything's fine." Kern could only move his hand that was hurt away and hid the back of his hand out of her sight.

But the woman saw everything, she struggled violently and pushed him away. She then jumped off his back and quickly grabbed his hand, she turned it around and it was bright red!

"You..." Was she the cause of this?

"Why...why is it so red?" It had been almost two hours and the redness was still there. Did she hit that hard?

The woman was puzzled and wasn't sure anymore.

From what she remembered, she didn't really put much force into it when she hit him, at least not so badly that his hand was still red until now.

But the "truth" was right in front of her.

"Don't make that face." Kern forced a smile, "It wasn't your fault. My body is somewhat special, it looks bad and red, but it doesn't hurt at all."

The woman lowered her head and felt remorse seeing Kern laughing indifferently and acting all relaxed about it.

She then said, "Let's go."

"Let me carry you."

The woman shook her head, she continued walking forward. She walked in a slow pace and this time Kern just let her be.

The worker moved the chair onto the pickup truck and tied it tightly with ropes and tapes. It was surely stable.

"Should we still go shopping?" asked the woman as she raised her head and looked up to Kern, "You mentioned that you've never been to the old town in Dali."

"Maybe next time, I am interested in the grilled milk fan around that area. Come with me next time, okay?

She wanted to say no, but as she raised her head she met his eyes that were filled with excitement, she swallowed her words back and ambiguously answered yes. Kern was about to start the engine as they got on the car.

"Wait a bit."

The woman said suddenly.

Kern was confused as he turned around and look at her, "What?" He was staring at her and was waiting for an answer.

The woman stayed silent, she thought for a bit and slowly took out a bottle of medicated oil from her pocket, "Give me your hand."

"What?"

The woman ignored him and forcefully pulled his hand over. She opened the bottle and warmed up some oil between her palms, she then slowly rubbed it all over the back of his hand and massaged his hand. She was doing everything very slowly and Kern was just staring at her.

He smiled foolishly.

"I'm sorry, it wasn't on purpose.” The woman rubbed the medicated oil gently and tried to apologize.

Kern was taken aback but he quickly said, "It's fine. I've already said that it was just because my body was special. There was no need for you to apologize." That was what he said, but in his heart, he was yelling happily.

"It's great, it's the best! Hit me more next time!"

"What are you looking at, Mr. Lo?"

Kern only snapped back to reality when he heard the woman asked him a question, "Ah?" And only after a few seconds he said,

"I'm looking at how pretty you are."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐