A Promise on the Sand (Isla de Negros Series #2)

Chapter 28

CHAPTER 28
Gender Reveal

Ayla woke up the next day, surprised by her sleeping position. Arm and leg clinging onto Sancho who was staring right into her face. Gising  pala ito at kanina pa nakatingin sa kanya.

Agad siyang napabangon at muntik pang mapasigaw. Bahagya niya itong nilingon at nang makita niyang sa kanya pa rin ito nakatingin ay mabilis niyang ibinaling ang tingin sa kung saan.

No one spoke. The awkwardness of the atmosphere made her want to run out of the room.

Nang hindi na niya kayang tagalan ang nakaiilang na katahimikan ay agad na siyang tumayo at dumiretso sa banyo.

She washed her face and let out a curse. May mga muta pa pala siya sa kanyang mga mata na agad din naman niyang tinanggal nang maghilamos.

What the hell was that? She acted like a 14-year-old teenager who had an encounter with her crush.

She shook all of her thoughts away and sucked in a deep breath.

"Remember, Ayla. You're still mad at him. He called you a mistress, he shouted at you, and he's an asshole. Right. I should act mad," she reminded herself.

Matapos 'yon ay dumiretso na siya sa labas. Naabutan niya itong nakaupo na sa kama at napaangat pa ng tingin sa kanya nang makita ang kanyang paglabas sa banyo.

She suddenly looked away. Hindi naman niya makapa ang galit sa katawan niya dahil parang mas nangingibabaw pa ang kagustuhan niya na sugurin ito at yakapin nang mahigpit at amuy-amuyin ang naturang nitong bango.

She admit he looked so damn fine, even though he just woke up. With that messy long hair, crinkled white shirt and shorts, damn she just wanted to push back all of her hatred just to taste those wet lips he just licked.

She looked at herself in the mirror, and she could see his reflection at the back through it. Their gazes met in the mirror as she grabbed the hair brush. She never felt that kind of pressure just by combing her hair. Pinapanood lang kasi siya nito habang ginagawa niya 'yon.

When he stood up without removing his eyes on her, she felt a chill on her nerves. She cursed on her mind. Tumayo lamang ito pero matindi na ang naging epekto sa kanya. She never felt such tension between them just like this.

She made herself busy when he started walking towards her. She could feel him closing the distance between them. Slowly.

She went still when she felt him hugging her from behind. The hairs on her nape rose when he buried his face on her neck and shoulder.

"I miss you," he mumbled on her skin.

Her grin that was almost a smile showed on her face. In a split second, she changed her expression.

"Don't touch me," she said as she removed his arms on her waist, making her expression as mad as she could.

Agad namang sinunod ng binata ang kanyang sinabi. Nilinisan niya ito at nang makita niyang hindi ito sumunod at nang hindi man lang siya pinigilan ay inis siyang bumalik at nagpanggap na kukunin ang brush at aalis na sana ngunit pinigilan siya nito sa kanyang braso kaya lihim siyang napangisi.

"Let's talk."

Pinaikutan niya ito ng mga mata at tamad itong tiningnan.

"Now what?" inis na aniya rito.

"I can't stay like this forever."

"Too bad for you."

Napabuntong-hininga ito at saka napatingin sa mga kamay niyang hinahawakan nito. Her gaze also went there and watched as he played with her hands gently.