Greedy Passion (Hacienda Alegre Series #2)

Chapter 8

ROCCO looked so handsome and masculine in a white t-shirt with an apron. The whole kitchen smelled so nice kaya kahit na mas may magandang tanawin sa labas ay napagdesisyunan ni Bridget na manatili sa mesa habang gumagawa ng pancake si Rocco.

The back was sexy. Muscles were flexing at every move. Round hard butts. Pregnancy thing urged Bridget to hug him and smell his manly perfume. She was itchy to follow the baby's command but she shouldn't. Wala silang ganoon relasyon.

Hugging him meant affection and commitment like some girlfriend and boyfriend gesture. It would be considered one of the things that fell in the category "LOVE". At wala sila noon. Bridget had love for him, but Rocco hadn't. At wala siyang gagawin kasi baka magulat ang lalaki.

Keep calm, baby. Bridget closed her eyes, inhaled and exhaled slowly like meditating and communicating to her baby.

"Do you want something, Bridge? You okay?" he called while the tune of the whisk was distracting.

"No, I'm good." Dumilat siya at napagdesisyunan na tumayo. She was shaking her arms to ease the temptation. Dumako na naman ang tingin niya sa gawi ni Rocco. His back was god like, strong and dominating. And his baby wanted to hug him.

Pumikit ulit siya para iwala ang distraction. Hindi siya pwedeng magapi. Kaya pa ng anghel na nagbabantay sa kanya.

She opened her eyes again. This time Rocco was slicing a sliced watermelon into smaller ones.

Hugging him would mean explanation. Bakit mo ako niyakap? Are you okay? And Bridget wasn't in the mood to explain anything she wanted to do. Kung gusto niya, wala ng paliwanag basta gusto niya.

To her horror, her feet just gained their own thinking and made their way to Rocco. Her hands were shaking as they encircled Rocco's body. Nanalangin si Bridget sa kanyang anghel. Pumikit nang maramdaman ang pagkatigil ng binata.

"Bridge?" She hugged him tighter, sniffing his wonderful and addicting scent. Isinandal niya ang kanyang ulo sa likod nito.

"Can I stay here? Huwag mo lang akong pansinin, please. I just want to be here..."

"Hugging me?" a chuckle escaped from him.

"Masama ba?"

"Of course not. It's just that a while ago you warned me to distance stay away—"

"This isn't about "the a while ago" conversation, Mr. Toscano. This is a very different thing," she softly said, cutting him before he completed the sentence.

"How different?"

"Just different. Parang lumalakas ang alon tapos gusto kitang yakapin. Para mawala ng konti ang gutom ko," narinig niya ang paghalakhak ng binata saka gumalaw ito para mayakap ang siya. Ito naman ngayon ang nagawad ng halik sa buhok niya.

And his baby loved it! Parang may lumuksong emosyon galing sa mga buto niya pati sa dibdib niya. It flattered her, making her flushed.

"Being close with you like this feels so content and enough," he said before pushing a hotdog on her mouth. She glared at him, making her ignore his words. "Susunod na ang pancakes."

"Faster, please," nguya niya sa sinubo nitong hotdog. Nagkatitigan sila ng binata. Umiling ito saka may ngisi sa labi na para bang may naalala. Nakatitig pa siya habang nilalagyan nito ng mantika ang frying pan.

"Rocco!" sigaw niya nang iba pala ang tono ng kanyang pagkakasabi niyon. "I mean, you should cook them faster. Ignore the please. You pervert..."

"I'm willing to make it faster. You know very well how skillful I am." Alam na alam ni Bridget. Hindi naman siya mabubuntis kung hindi ito magaling at masarap.