Danger, Danger, Mr. Stranger

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FEUILLE

"CUTE MO!"

Nanggigigil kong sabi habang nilalaro ang mga nakatayong buhok ni Xantiel. Tinalian ko siya ng mga elastic band sa buhok kaya may mga maliliit na palm trees siya sa ibabaw ng kaniyang ulo.

"Cute lang?" he said with a raised brow, as if challenging my choice of words.

I puckered my lips to try and hide my amusement. "Pogi rin."

His tongue licked the corner of his lips while looking at me, seconds before forming a smile. "Pogi lang?" pahabol ng gago.

"Bakit?" natatawa kong tanong sabay angat ng mga balikat. "Ano ba'ng gusto mo?"

"Dagdagan mo pa ng isa."

There are millions of things I wanted to say. How he's adorable, how he's funny, or how he's everything in my eyes right now.

But my flirty little playful mind wants to tell him something else.

Something about the way he could make my cheeks flustered and my chest all fluttery despite the mini trees standing on top of his head.

If I tell him you're hot, I wonder how he'll react? Would he smile? Look surprised? Laugh it off? Or . . .

Or would that trigger something in him?

Fuck, I'm so curious right now.

But what if it backfires and we become awkward? Or worse, bigla niya akong iwasan at layuan?

Is it worth the risk?

What would Xantiel do if I tell him that he makes me . . .

"Ang tagal naman!" reklamo niya nang matagal na akong hindi nagsasalita. "Isa na nga lang, eh."

I pressed my palm against the coldness of the floor and leaned forward, my other hand touching his shoulder as my lips reached his ear.

"You look hot tonight, Mr. Vouganville."

And when that ear of his turned red like a hot rod, I knew it was worth the risk.

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NAGLARO na naman sa utak ko ang isa sa mga paboritong kong alaala sa lugar na iyon bago umalis sa tahanan ni Xantiel.

Sa bawat araw na hindi ko siya puwedeng mahawakan, mas lalong nagiging malaro ang aking isipan. Sa bawat panunukso't pang-aakit na kaniyang binabawi, mas lalo akong nag-iinit.

What more if I touch him already? Or worse . . . if he touches me?

I sighed while staring at my pathetic face in the mirror. Maybe leaving that house was the right choice after all.

I already made a lot of advances, and those weren't even any bit subtle, pero hindi niya naman pinapatulan. Maybe I'm not pretty enough for him. Maybe . . . I'm not his type?

"Ugh!" Napahiga na lamang ako sa kama. The bounce causing the bed to squeak. Pumasok tuloy bigla ang aking kaibigan sa kuwartong aking pansamantalang tinutuluyan.

"Uy, Feuille. Okay ka lang ba, girl?" Sumilip ang ulo ni Jervie sa pintuan. "Sino'ng kaaway mo riyan?"

Si Jervie ang isa sa mga kakaunting bilang ng mga kaibigang mapagkakatiwalaan ko. The rest, they would sell me out to my family in a heartbeat, disclosing my location in exchange for a big sum of money. Pero si Jervie, alam kong tunay kong kaibigan. She's not blinded by the Guivellnovas' power.