When Everything Fails (De Chavez #2)

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

THE SOFT cradle of the morning sun prickled at my left cheek. A soft moan slipped out of my lips as I nuzzled my face into the hard chest beside me. I wrapped my hand around the masculine waist of Kei as I felt the ridges and valley of his abdomen. Our breathing was in sync as we welcome the rising sun.

The sultry breeze of the Bay Area slipped from the open balcony. I almost purred when it cradled through my naked shoulder, beating every vestige of coldness lingering in my body. When I realized that I'd never go back to sleep, I slowly opened my eyes, and my heart almost takes a leap off of my chest when I saw the most beautiful man I'd ever seen.

He was wearing his reading glasses while perusing his iPad. I took a peek at what he was reading and I saw that he was reading a digital replica of the local newspaper in the Bay Area. Tomorrow would be our last day here. Kei planned to visit some places in Sacramento before we fly to go to his relatives in Reno. I couldn't help but be a bit excited and with a touch of nervousness. I couldn't push away the idea of them not liking me that was plaguing me the very moment we landed in California.

"Good morning," Kei mumbled when he noticed that I was awake. He turned off his iPad and put it on his bedside table before crouching to pepper kisses on my face.

"Kei, hindi pa ako nagtoothbrush..." I tried to push him by his chest but he didn't even budge.

"Hmm," he buried his face into the crook of my neck as his palm instantly rested on my breast, "You still smell sweet and addictive... it also makes me horny today that you smell so much like me."

Heat crackled every bundle of nerve in me. I chewed the bottom of my lips as I tried to rectify my dismantled calm expression. He chuckled before he rolled off of me and now he was on his back. His hands captured my waist and lifted me. A painful shriek resonated in the room, drowning the sexy laugh of my beloved. Now, I was straddling on his lap and I felt the hard rod pocking at my bottom. I looked down at him. He looked deliciously tantalizing with his bed hair, chapped lips, and hypnotic eyes.

What can I say? We were so young and filled with teenage hormones. I couldn't even recognize the thoughts running in my head at the moment. My thoughts turned wantonly wanting nothing but Kei. I leaned down to kiss him. I didn't even pay attention to my morning breath. When I was an inch away from his mouth, I could smell his breath. It smelled so good. Cinnamon and mint. A wave of consciousness washed over me. I stopped from my first plan even though Kei parted his lips, so ready to be devoured. I shook my head and jumped out of the bed.

I heard Kei's groaning but I just gave him a shake of the head before sauntering my way to the bathroom. Dapat ay mas mauna akong bumangon kaysa sa kaniya. I can't afford a morning kiss with my morning breath while he smelled perfect in the morning. I didn't know if he woke up early so he could brush his teeth. I groaned when I thought that he might take in a waft of my morning breath. God, what a turn-off.

When I was in the bathroom, I washed my face and looked at my face in the mirror. My lips were swollen. I grazed my finger to my chapped lips and the flashback of last night played vividly in my head like a beautiful movie I'd even watched. The passion swirling in his eyes while he was on top of me, pumping into me, uttering the words from his heart. I bit my lower lip as my heart clenched painfully. But the happiness instantly vanished when my head was bombarded with uncertainties.

What will happen after this?

I was still holding on to the hope that this will still go well according to what we planned. I turned off my phone to avoid messages from my Father and my manager. I was afraid that they would ruin this perfect haven I had with Kei. Shaking my head, I tried to repel the thoughts from my mind. I'd never let this plague my mood. I grabbed my brush and put in an ample amount of toothpaste before brushing my teeth. I watched my reflection in the mirror, trying to have the expression I had before.