*MEMORIES-PART 17*

"I want you to give me a bath." He proclaimed and Lisa's eyes narrowed down at him.

"You must be joking." She breathed, her legs already wobbling from the mere thought of it. Why did he want to torture her with this!?.

"Fortunately, I am not." His face was straight and hers reddened each passing second.

"Anything, please just give me anything else than to bath you, I'll happily comply." She pleaded, her eyes begging him to agree but he simply stood up.

"Any woman will beg for this opportunity so use it well." His eyes twinkled with mischief and she stared at him at loss for words.

"I'll meet you there." He winked at her and walked into the bathroom.

"What a pervert!." She fumed and practically cried in frustration. What did he take her for?

"Women begging for this opportunity my foot! He isn't even eye catching." She mummered but she knew that everything she said was a complete lie.

Not only was he eye catching, he was frieking breath taking and she hated it.

This Lucas's past self was a big narcissist.

She planned on standing there throughout but she knew it was useless so she made a quick decision. She will close her eyes throughout and get over with it speedily.

Yes that was a perfect plan!.

Taking a deep breath, she meekly walked into the bathroom, about to close her eyes but the sight in front of her froze her last string of sanity.

Lucas was already inside the large bath, his hair tussled all over his face, his upper body was left bare as his taunt muscles glimmered in the water droplets that slid down his chest and into the bath that was blueish-white.

"Look who's the pervert now." He hummed, giving her a knowing gaze and a deep shade of red flushed her face.

"I-i will get the soap." She stuttered involuntarily and turned around, her heart trying to come out of her chest as she tried to calm it.

It's alright. It's just a bathe. She could do this!.

She turned back, her eyes shut as she used her hand to navigate her way.

"You are going to fall." Lucas warned her as he watched her touch the air with her both hands while closing her eyes and taking careful steps forward.

"I won't." She retorted and swung her leg forward a bit to feel that there was nothing on her path and she continued.

"I doubt that." One side of his lips was pulled up as he studied her. The maid was indeed getting more and more strange each time.

"At least help me." She complained as she walked, why did it suddenly feel like the bath was further away than she thought?.

"You're doing great." Was all he could say and her hand itched to slap him.

"Thanks alot." She mummered sarcastically and finally her leg hit the edge of the bathe, telling her that she was in front already.

She squatted down and held her hand out, her eyes still shut.

"Hand me the soap." Her tone was sharp and Lucas lifted a brow at her, an idea forming in his head.

"Why should I?." His voice was smug and a frustrated sigh escaped her lips.

"Please." She forced the word out and pursed her lips."Please hand me the soap your Highness."

"You make it seem as though you are forced to call me that." He sounded a little angry now and she couldn't blame him nor herself. Each time she called him that name it felt like she was being torn apart from him piece by piece.

Could a title hold that much power?.

"I can't do this anymore." She whispered.She didn't mean to but her voice shook at the end. She stood up hastily, the guards that she had put around her heart cracking gradually.

She spun around, about the dart out of there but she must have missed her step because the next second, the floor wasn't beneath her feet and she felt herself falling backwards.

Splash!

Her heart must have leaped out of her throat as she held tightly unto anything she could grab hold of.

"I had said you would fall hadn't I?." A deep melodious voice whispered into her ears and her breath hitched. She didn't want to open her eyes, but she did anyway.

"You caught me." She whispered back in realisation. Only now did she notice what position she was at. Her hands were hung around his neck as his were around her waist, she was soaked from head to toe, some of her hair blocking the perfect view of Lucas and he was naked!.

Oh no!.

"I always do." He answered back almost naturally and her voice seemed to have run away. He lifted his hand to brush away a strand of her hair. A habit she had gotten used to.

He his gazed into hers, searching through it for something she didn't know.

"Why do you try to avoid me?." He threw this sudden question to her and she stared at him in question.

"I noticed that you do that, you try to run away from even the closest distance between you and I. Why is that?." He asked.

You and I. She didn't know why her heart did a little turn by the mention of those two words.

"I don't know." Her voice came out small. Her being this close to him was doing things to brain. It was feeling mushy.

"Don't lie to me." The tone of his voice was dropping. She could see it in his eyes. He was just as affected as she was by each others presence.

"Your eyes." She said in a soft voice. His eyes were switching between red and blue and he didn't seem to be worried about it as he stared only at her.

"You don't seem too surprised." He growled. It was obvious he was now battling within himself but he didn't want her to know. He didn't want her to get scared.

"I've seen much more scarier things your Highness." She uttered, her mind quickly flashing back to all the horrors which she had experienced and survived.

His hand cupped her cheeks and the intensity of his gaze increased.

"Tell me Lilian, have you ever been kissed?."