Love Unspoken

Quinn noticed Alexander had been gone for a while, so she put out the fire, grabbed a stick, and went to find him.

The grass was all trampled where he walked, making it easy to follow his trail.novelbin

When she found him, he was by the well, trying to figure out how to clean the water and get it out.

The water was about two meters down, making it tough to reach by hand.

Quinn walked up to him and said, "There you are, Alexander."

As she got closer, Alexander raised his hand to stop her.

"Watch out. Don't fall in," he warned.

Quinn looked down and finally noticed the well. "Oh, it's a well," she said.

She wanted to peek inside, but Alexander gently pushed her back. "Don't get too close," he said.

"I just want to look. I won't fall in. Don't be so cautious," Quinn insisted.

Since she was determined, Alexander held her hand while she looked. Even though he was being overly careful, Quinn felt warm inside.

"It's so deep. How are we going to get the water out?" she asked.

Alexander thought for a moment, looked around, and spotted some vines hanging from a nearby cliff. He walked over, grabbed a vine, and gave it a tug.

It was pretty sturdy. He turned to Quinn and said, "Go get a bucket."

Quinn nodded and ran back. They had two buckets, one wooden and one plastic. The plastic one had no handle, and the wooden one had a hole in it. Neither was in great shape. After thinking it over, she brought the wooden bucket.

Alexander had already pulled down the vine. He took the wooden bucket from Quinn, tied the vine to it, and then lowered the bucket into the well.

In no time, he pulled up a bucket of water, but there were a lot of floating weeds on the surface.

"Can we use this?" Quinn asked.

"Let it settle, and it'll be usable. Do you want to take a bath?" Alexander asked.

Quinn looked around. "Here?"

"Or you can go inside the house," Alexander replied.

Thinking of the coffins inside the house, she swallowed hard. "No way," she said.

"So, do you want to bathe?" Alexander asked, staring at her. "You said you wanted to bathe last night."

Quinn looked a bit awkward. "Maybe we should wait until it's darker. I can't do it right now."

Alexander nodded. He poured out the water and drew several more buckets, all of which he poured out.

By the sixth bucket, the water was much clearer. He looked at it. "This should be good enough."

"Yeah," Quinn agreed.

"Let's go back and come later," Alexander said.

They returned to the beach. Quinn looked at the vast ocean and couldn't help but say, "Why didn't they just live here? It's so far away, and no one comes here." "It's too small here," Alexander replied.

"Why do they need such a big place?" Quinn asked.

"Bigger is always better. Let's eat first. We have things to do later," Alexander said.

Quinn agreed. They had a big pot of crabs, but they couldn't finish it and left two.

After eating, Quinn realized what he meant by having things to do. He took a kitchen knife and cleared the weeds on the path to the well, making it easier to get there.

By the time he finished clearing the path, dusk was setting in. He also cleared a large area around the well, mainly to prevent bugs from coming out while Quinn bathed. He cleared about two meters around the well. The ground was paved with stone slabs, so it looked relatively clean.

As the sun set, he grabbed the bucket and said, "Bathe now before it gets too cold and you catch a chill."

In the wilderness, Quinn felt a bit embarrassed. "Maybe I shouldn't."

"If you're shy, I'll bathe with you," Alexander offered.

"No way," Quinn said, shaking her head.

Bathing together would be way too awkward.

It was fine at home with the door closed, but out here in the wild? No way.

Alexander nodded. "Alright, I'll draw water for you while you bathe."

"Can't I draw the water myself?" Quinn asked.

"I'm worried you'll fall in," Alexander said.

"I'm not that clumsy," Quinn protested.

Alexander still refused. He drew a bucket of water and placed it in front of Quinn, then turned around. "You bathe, and I won't look. Just let me know when you need more water." The bucket had a hole and could only hold half, so she needed several buckets to finish bathing.

Quinn felt sticky from sweating, so she gritted her teeth and started undressing.

Alexander extended his hand. "Give me your clothes," he said.

Quinn hesitated but placed her clothes in his hand. "Don't turn around."

"I won't. I'll keep watch for you," Alexander assured her.

By now, it was dark, and their figures in the grass were becoming blurry. Quinn quickly squatted down to bathe. The cold water made her shiver, but she got used to it after a while. The bucket was small, and the water ran out quickly. She reluctantly said, "No more water."

Alexander turned around, and Quinn immediately hugged herself. "Don't look!"

Alexander suppressed a smile. "It's not like I haven't seen you before. Why are you so nervous?"

"Just don't look!" Quinn insisted.

It wasn't about whether he had seen her before; Quinn felt embarrassed being naked and watched by Alexander while bathing.

"Okay, I won't look." Alexander turned away and drew a bucket of water for her, placing it in front of her before turning back. "Bathe quickly, don't catch a cold."

"Got it!" Quinn replied.

After five buckets, Quinn was finally clean. She quickly put on her clothes and told Alexander, "I'm done."

"Let's head back then," Alexander said.

It was dark, and they needed a flashlight to see the path. Luckily, they had cleared the grass during the day, making it easier to walk. After bathing, Quinn felt much more comfortable.

"Aren't you going to bathe?" Quinn asked him.

"I'll bathe if you keep watch for me," Alexander replied.

"It's late; there's no need to keep watch," Quinn said.

Alexander placed the half bucket of water on the ground and started a fire with the template. "Then I won't bathe." "Suit yourself," Quinn said.

At night, they only had bread to eat. After eating a piece of bread, Quinn thought of Sprout and Brandy.

"I wonder how they're doing. We can't even call them," Quinn said.

"We've only been gone a few days. Don't worry about them," Alexander reassured her, pulling her close. "Let's sleep."

"It's only seven o'clock. How can I sleep?" Quinn asked.

With no entertainment, they could only sit there, and sitting for too long made her restless.

"Then let's do something to help you sleep," Alexander suggested.

Quinn was stunned and turned to look at him. "What do you mean?"

"I want to be intimate with you," Alexander replied.

Quinn was stunned again and then pinched him angrily. "What are you talking about!"

"Didn't you ask me?" Alexander said.

"I..." Quinn was at a loss for words and then fell silent for a while. She whispered, "You haven't even bathed."

"I don't need to," Alexander said.

"What do you mean?" Quinn asked.

"I just need to wash my hands," Alexander replied.

Alexander grabbed the nearby water bucket and washed his hands in it. Quinn watched him with wide eyes. Was he serious?

Quinn grabbed his hand. "Stop it. Why don't you go bathe?"

"I can sleep just fine," Alexander said.