When Everything Fails (De Chavez #2)

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

YOU LOOK tired," Kei mumbled after I opened the door of the apartment of Quincy.

Unfortunately, I got an interview the whole day and I only spent a minute to doze off. Thank God there was a concealer that can cover the dark circles under my eyes. I wouldn't be able to face this chiseled creature in front of the door. My hair was placed in a messy but and some locks dangled over the side of my face, framing my features. Despite the effort to conceal my worn-out expression, I knew Kei better than to buy what makeup can deceive.

My man was so perfectly imposing with his funnel top partnered with a pair of jeans and Converse. His hair was shorter than the last time I saw him and his broad shoulder looked more pronounced than before. His wide chest tapered down to his sexy waist down to the perfectly proportionate thigh. My eyes darted to the eyeglasses he was wearing. It seemed like he just came from school. Damn it. Never did I expect eyeglasses could be so damn sexy with someone. He looked like a sexy smartass who didn't heed much attention to you unless he wanted something sexual.

Oh, damn it. What was I thinking? I should blame Quincy for putting up things in my mind. I wanted to neglect those things she showed me yesterday. Those sex toys she used nightly to fill the craving she had for his long distanced boyfriend. Speak of the devil, Quincy just went out of her room with her PJs and a phone held up in front of her. She was smiling while talking to someone. I tried to figure out who it was and my lips quirked up when I saw that it was her boyfriend she was talking with.

A soft sigh slipped out of my lips as I looked back at Kei. I stepped aside to let him in. Once I closed the door, his arms instantly wrapped around my waist. His face buried onto the crook of my neck as he murmured something incoherent. This was what I missed with him. It had been two weeks since I got back with Kei and it had never been easy yet it had never felt wrong. My default reaction when I was with him was a bright smile and ogling eyes. My man was a constant reminder that I was a hell lucky girl to have him. He was loyal, intelligent, understanding, thoughtful, and damn good with his lips.

I craved for him more than I did before. When I felt a shitty day, I wanted to be with him. Venting out at him was damn good. He always soothed the chaos in me. He was the calm in my storm. I knew that there would be a fall-out of the stunt I pulled but I wanted to live the moment with him. Mamaya ko na isipin ang resulta ng aking ginagawa. I wanted to savor the moment with the man I loved.

"I watched your interview while I was on the road," he murmured, "Your ugly prick of a co-star is so damn clingy..."

Giddy. I felt giddy upon hearing those words. Masama ba? The jealous Kei de Chavez was making me insane. A chuckle bubbled up in my throat as I tightened my hug around him. I felt his lips dipped at the sweaty surface of my skin. When I felt the smooth lips I was so familiar with, electricity zinged its way up to my neck, eliciting heat to permeate throughout my face.

"Hindi ba sabi ko naman na wala ka dapat pagselosan?" I murmured. I felt him nod.

Damn, I was so in love with this man.

"I wish I could hold you like that in public. With eyes looking at us. I want to kiss you. Tell the world that you are mine." He murmured against my skin.

A whirl of pain ripped through my chest. I wanted that either. But we were buying our time. I knew that the NDA was no escape and this stunt would take a few years. I didn't know if we will succeed. I want to. But I cannot control everything.

I pushed him lightly to look at his face. I cupped his glum visage while stifling the tears to stream down to my cheeks. I knew it was so hard for him. To keep us a secret. Gusto ko rin namang ipakita sa mundo at ipahayag na sa akin ang lalaking 'to pero hindi pa sa ngayon. I knew I was too selfish to put Kei into this situation.