Dreams
Naalala ko agad ang habilin ni Riri kaya kinuha ko ang phone palabas sa bulsa at pinindot ang camera.
"She wants a photo with you and her simple gift. Now look at the camera and smile." Itinapat ko ang phone ko sa kanya.
Rade looked at the camera with his usual cold expression. Ipinaharap niya ang drawing at hindi nagbago ang ekspresyon.
"Hindi ka ba marunong ngumiti? Tatakutin mo ba ang kapatid ko?"
He tried to relax a bit and leaned against the chair while holding both sides while his gaze intensified at the camera.
Ngumuso ako. I clicked on it because, despite the cold demeanor, he was acing it effortlessly. He's good-looking. Not the usual good-looking men. He's...dominantly good-looking.
Ito 'yung sinasabi ni Tyler na standard ng mga girls na mahilig sa bad boy looking. He looked like he'd wreck someone else's pussy because of how intense his cold eyes were.
Well, Maverick. He does wreck some asses too.
I wonder what kind of men he likes. Based on my experience, I think he likes men who are submissive. Someone who would worship him. Someone who kneels for him. Someone he could control and put his hand on their throats like he owned them.
I sent the photo to Riri right away. Baka bukas niya na 'to makita lalo na't malapit na rin ang bedtime niya.
"So... you found another fuck buddy this time?" I opened up.
"Why are you so curious about my sex life?" He took the frappe and sipped on it.
My lips stretched. Nangingiti akong tumingin sa kanya. "Why don't you drop your fuck buddy and get me? I mean...you've tried it with me."
"You're coming home this week?" he diverted the topic.
Here we fucking go again. Bagot akong humalukipkip at tiningnan siya.
"Sort of."
Tumango siya. "That's good. You should."
I lost my mood right away and looked at my phone to check on the messages. I don't really like him talking about these kinds of topics.
Nang binuksan ko ang aking Facebook, agad kong naisip ang account niya.
"What's your Facebook?" tanong ko.
Naninimbang ang titig niya. Ilang sandali lang, inilahad niya ang kamay niya.
I handed my phone to him as I watched him manipulate it. Ilang sandali lang, tumunog ang phone ko hanggang sa bumalandra ang call ni Tyler.
Rade stared at my screen like he had seen something so low. He clicked the end call button and continued what he'd been doing earlier. My phone beeped until Tyler's text showed up.
Tyler:
Dude, ayaw mo talagang sumama sa akin? I'll fetch you. Where are you?
"Marami kayo sa circles ah? Why don't he bother your other friends?" ani Rade.
"Close kami sa lahat. We like bothering each other."
He didn't give too much reaction, but he was now concentrating on my phone. Hinihintay ko siyang matapos para ma-reply-an si Tyler pero nakilog-in pa siya at doon binuksan ang Facebook niya.
I boredly looked at him. My type of woman was the model-like type of girl. Clean. Slender. Sexy. And tall. I've been doing some high-maintenance girls since I was in high school up until now.
