Chapter 6

Caleb's POV

As soon as Leonardo nodded, I began to help him to unpack. He had religious books, rosary and other chapters among his luggage. Eight pairs of corporate clothes and five pairs of casual clothes with three pairs of shoes and a pair of palms to walk around the house.

He was watching as I unpacked which made me feel like I was going to burn under his gaze.

“I know I don’t have pretty much but I’m on a missionary work and don’t need to carry much around.”

I said nothing but kept on unpacking.

“Each time I’m about to leave an area, I dash out all the things I bought. Hope when I’m leaving Nevada, I can give them to you.”

At the sound of this, I paused. He flinched, I suspected he thought I would reject it but not that. I didn’t want him to go anytime soon or go at all but since I couldn’t say this, I kept silent.

Upon unpacking everything, I began to arrange them accordingly. Before long, everything was arranged in a perfect order.

“I’m done, what do you want to eat? I can prepare you. By the way, you can have your bath if you feel hot.”

“Not actually but eventually. As for the food, you can make me anything. Something light. I don’t like having a heavy dinner to go to bed.” He added.

“Okay.”

“By the way, what is your study schedule like? Do you have any problems in my course? It’s good I’m now here with you, I can always assist you out in your difficulties.”

I hummed, saying nothing.

Then there was silence. He turned over to the other side of the bed sitting, lowering his head. He shook it. “Oh God!” He groaned. I flinched, scared. Why is he groaning?

As I kept busy, my mind was worked up, my eyes looked from the sides. He appeared downcast. “Is it because I’m not giving you the answers you want?” I stammered.

“No, not at all.” He turned and smiled, but the smile was blank, without emotions. Though it brightened up his face, yet I could read deeper than just the surface.

“Hmm,” I sighed.

I finished and headed to the kitchen. Since he said he needed something basic, I made him a sandwich with chicken-egg sauce, green tea and a plate of steak. I set it on the table of the mini-dining room I had in the adjacent room.

Coming over to the room, I caught him reading a book, all his attention so engrossed that he didn’t even notice I was right there in the room waiting for him to look up.

“Padre,” I called after like five minutes of watching him remain static and emotionless. He shrugged off. My eyes turned in dismay, pale with pity.

“Your dinner is ready. Please come with me, to show you the convenience and the bathroom. You may need them while I’m asleep.”

“Asleep?” The next word he mentioned with concern after he went silent. I nodded.

“I sleep so early these days so I can wake at night to study. That’s what has helped all through.” I replied curtly.

“Woww, that’s nice.” Not pretty much of emotions, even his response kind of sounded aloof. I paused to think what to do. One voice was telling me to try to win back his clingy nature while the other asked me to ignore.

“I pretty much hope you don’t want what happened to Luca to happen again?” These words were enough to destabilize everything. I sucked in a deep breath and gestured on him to follow me. From the dining room with his food served and properly covered, we went to the restroom and the bathroom.

“There’s just one but it’s a matter of three days. Just manage.

“Not a problem at all.” His huge voice reechoed.

I nodded in response. “But by tomorrow, we will have a schedule of how we use it, when, so we don’t clash.”

“No problem too.”

I walked him back to the dining room. “You may now enjoy your meal.”

He gave me a sharp nod with a tight, resigned grin. “Thanks so much.”

“You’re welcome.” I left him to the bedroom where I was going to remain within my side, careful not to go any closer to him. If I had a demarcator, I would certainly use in the middle but unfortunately, there was none at the moment.