Mon Amour (My Love)

CHAPTER 23

(short chapter)

KING

I was awakened when someone embraced me. I thought I was home. I thought I was in my bed. I thought I was with Kyle.

And since I thought it was Kyle sleeping beside me, I wrapped my arm around him too, and, without opening my eyes, my lips found his and kissed them passionately.

He responded. God, that felt so good. How could he learn so fast? We had just kissed in the car recently, and that was his first time.

I felt him move on top of me, kissing my neck down to my nipple. He started licking it. Oh mon dieu. That was electrifying.

His tongue made its way down, and I felt him remove my boxers. He started sucking me, and oh god, he was so damn good.

I reached out to touch his head. To my surprise, I felt the tickling sensation of a shaved head against my palms.

This isn't Kyle's head. His hair isn't like that.

That's when I realized what was happening. I wasn't home. I wasn't in my bed in Manila. I wasn't with Kyle. Who then...

"MARK!" I yelled. I switched the lampshade on and saw the surprised look on my secretary's face. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

"Sir?" He looked at my dick in his hand and then back at me. "Akala ko, Sir, gusto mo ро?"

"What?" I asked in disbelief. I quickly moved and wrapped the blanket around my waist.

"Can you just go? Leave! Go away!"

"Sorry po, Sir." Quickly, he ran out of the room.

I slapped my forehead and tried to make sense of what was happening. What was Mark doing inside my room?

Then I remembered drinking with him the previous night, and while I had booked us separate hotel rooms (but next to each other), he was too drunk, so he stayed and slept in my bed.

What the fuck have I done?

I got up and took a shower. When I was done, I checked the time. It was just half past four in the morning. But it was already 11:30 AM in Manila, so I decided to check my emails from the Philippines since I wouldn't be able to sleep again after what had happened.

One of the emails was from Jane.

King,
I already uploaded the photos from our "holiday" at the resort. It's a must-see. You'll enjoy it. Hehehe
I hope you're doing great. I miss you. Come home soon. I have so many stories piling up. Take care! :))
Love, Jane

I opened Facebook and saw the photos Jane uploaded, most of which were candid shots of me and Kyle. I laughed. Jane was right when she said I would enjoy looking at them.

I've read somewhere that according to psychology, when you look at a group photo with yourself in it, you always look at your own face first (trust me, you may not be aware of it, but that's what you do, lol). Subconsciously, the brain commands us to look at our own face in the photo to see if we looked good or not.

But at that moment, I didn't even glance at my face in the photos. My eyes always found Kyle's. And I wondered why. I've been with him many times already. I've kissed him from head to toe. But I still couldn't get used to his charm. What a beautiful boy. Every time I look at him, I catch my breath.

Who said there's no such thing as 'perfect'? At that moment, I was looking at one. As the song goes, 'When I look into your eyes, I know that it's true: God must have spent a little more time on you.' That's Kyle.