‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ CHAPTER 19 ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙
“Are you really okay?” He already asked twice even though I hadn’t been seated in the passenger’s seat for five minutes.
Tumango ako. “Nilalamig lang.”
Isusuot ko na sana ang inabot niyang jacket nang umiling siya at hinawakan ang isang manggas niyon.
“That won’t do. You need to change your clothes first. You’re soaking wet. You said you’re not feeling well. You might worsen your condition. We have plans for tomorrow—” He glanced at his watch. “I mean, later.”
Sinuri ko ang kabuoan ko. Nabasa ako ng ulan pero hindi naman basang-basa. Matutuyo naman ’to sa biyahe.
Despite feeling sticky and somewhat uncomfortable, I am okay.
At isa pa… “Wala akong extrang damit,” dagdag ko. Kita niya naman na cellphone lang ang dala ko na tuluyan nang namatay.
Para siyang natauhan doon at binuksan ang glove compartment ng kotse. Kinuha niya ang black t-shirt na nakatupi. I also noticed the other stuffs inside: some documents, wallet, pen, flashlight, tumbler, sunglasses, chewing mints, perfume, alcohol, hand sanitizer, tissues, and wipes. There was even a partially used box of band-aids and some snacks.
Hindi ako magtataka kung may first aid kit din siya.
Hindi ko maiwasang hindi isipin kung may nakatago rin ba siyang box ng condom? Pero wala naman akong napansin kahit isang packet.
Hmm…
Active kaya ang sexual life niya kahit busy siya sa hospital? Ilang beses na kayang may nangyari sa kanila ng ex-fiancée niya?
How many women did he have intimate relations with after what happened between us?
Napailing ako.
Stop thinking about those things, Kira!
“Here…” Inabot niya ang T-shirt sa akin. “It may be a bit wrinkled, but it’s clean. Okay lang suot mo ’to?”
Sinalubong niya ang mga mata ko. Matagal lang akong nakatitig sa kanya at hindi kinukuha ang damit kaya nagtaas-baba ang bukol sa leeg niya.
Nawindang ako nang bigla niyang inamoy ang damit. Not satisfied with just that, he also sprayed perfume on it.
“Pfft…” Hindi ko napigilan ang sariling matawa dahil parang ang laki ng problema niya. “Lah! Ayos lang. Ano ka ba. Akin na nga.”
I took the shirt from him. I bit the inside of my cheek to suppress my laughter as the redness began to creep onto his face, along with the scent of his perfume wafting into my nose.
I really like the scent of his perfume. It’s not too strong but it lasts. Like you’re walking in the middle of the forest with the earthy smell of wood lingering in the air. It’s like you want to be wrapped by its cozy scent because it gives a comforting embrace and makes you want to sleep with that scent on your pillows.
Halatang hindi mumurahin.
At gusto kong batukan ang sarili sa kung ano mang tumatakbo sa isip.
Nilinis ko ang bara sa lalamunan. “So? Magpapalit na ako ng damit?”
He nodded.
I raised an eyebrow in response.
He rubbed his neck and swallowed nervously as a realization dawned on him. “Oh, right.”
He was about to open the door when I grabbed his arm, causing his muscles to tense up. I also noticed goosebumps appearing on his skin, so I quickly let go.
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