Reckless Abandon

Chapter Thirty Two

Eureka's POV

I stir, looking for some warmth to embrace, but the bed is cold and empty. Binuksan ko ang aking mga mata at hinanap si Enrico, nagtataka kung saan siya nagpunta at kung bakit wala na siya sa tabi ko. His bedside clock says it's just 6:13 in the morning.

Stretching my limbs, I wander my gaze around his room and noticed how impeccably organized and clean it is. It even smells like him. I smile to myself, reeling at the warm fuzzy feeling I have inside and decided to stand up. I am wearing one of his shirts, feeling tiny with its size, and I sniff it. It smells so nice. Sinimulan kong libutin ang kanyang silid. He has movie posters and rock bands framed on the wall, a board with photos of his family and the places they've visited, of his friends... and of Aika. Iniwas ko ang tingin ko doon at binaling ang aking atensyon sa mga librong naka-pile sa isang mesa. The man sure has some good taste.

To my left, there is a door. Opening it, I found a huge dressing room or a walk in closet. My mouth fell to the floor. It is almost as huge as mine... maybe even bigger. Loads of suits, shirts, pants, shoes, and even rings and other jewelries as well as signature watches all neatly arranged in boxes. To my right are his collection of perfumes. Napa-iling ako. Rich men and their secret obsession to fashion.

Nagpasya akong hanapin siya pero wala siya sa kanyang living room. This bachelor pad is reeking with the statement of wealth and fortune... and maybe even loneliness too. Finally, nakarinig ako ng kaluskos sa isang banda kaya sinundan ko ito. Apparently, it was his kitchen. Yeah right, bakit hindi ko ba naisip na nasa kusina siya? Cooking like the sexy chef that he is?

Enrico Hale is only wearing a white towel covering his lower regions. Good God, I hope he is wearing something underneath that towel. Napa-sandal ako sa pinto at pinapanood siyang magluto habang may kausap sa telepono.

"Ann, please just leave it on my table. I got this. Don't worry, okay? Leave it to me." he mutters as he flips the pancake effortlessly. He faces me, looking a little shocked to see me awake, and he smiles. He mouths a 'Hi' to me.

I bite my lip as I walk across the room and approach him. Kumuha ako ng scrambled egg na niluto niya na nakalagay sa pinggan at tinikman ito. I murmur in approval.

"Just give him a call today at 8AM. Set an appointment with him so I can speak to him..." he says on the phone, not looking anywhere but me.

Smirking, I run a finger to his chest, caress his stomach lightly and kiss his ear. "What's up with all these food when I can just have you instead?" I whisper as sexily as I could. His eyes widens up in adoration and nibbles my ear in return. I bite my lip to stop myself from giggling. Enrico turns the stove off to lay the pancakes on a plate and started pouring syrup all over them. I squeeze his butt. He swats my hand and glowers at me playfully. He tries to catch me but I am too slick to get away from his reach.

"A-ann, calm down. It's just six in the morning. Why are you so stressed out about this? I told you ako na ang bahala sa kanya. Don't answer your phone when he calls. I'll talk to him---" he stops in mid sentence when I started sucking his index finger. The syrup tastes better with him. He gapes at me in shock. "Ann, I have to call you back."

Enrico hangs up and grabs me closer to him. Next thing I know, I am sitting on top of the kitchen counter. "Eureka, you are driving me crazy." I tried to giggle, but before I know it, my laughter dies down, suddenly muffled by his kiss. With both of his hands cupping my face, he bites my lip roughly and forces his tongue inside. My head is spinning. His breath tastes like the weird combination of mint, coffee and his sexy aftershave. Returning his kisses with the same intensity, I grip his hair, pulling him close to me.