"Bren, anong ginagawa mo rito?" my friend, Keester, who was manning the front desk, had asked. I had just arrived at the hotel under the guise of giving Eira back her keycard.
"Sinusundo ko girlfriend ko para sabay kaming mag-breakfast," I had replied.
"O, bakit pa mag-hotel at hindi na lang d'un sa bahay mo?"
"Hindi pa kasi nakakapaglinis," I had alibied and Keester had laughed.
"Aguy, 'yun lang. Kahit kapag 'yung girlfriend ko rin dinadalaw ako sa apartment ko ay puro reklamo ang naririnig ko kaya nga lumalabas na lang kami. Ewan ko ba kung bakit naiinis ang mga babae sa kalat. Sa tingin ba nila ay mahilig tayong magtupi ng damit at magligpit?"
I had chuckled. "Ewan ko rin ba. Kaya nga ipapa-extend ko 'yung stay ng girlfriend ko for two days para iwas away at dito na lang muna kami sa hotel matutulog after gumala."
"Sa'yo ba nakapangalan ang room?"
"Sa kanya."
"Naku, kailangang s'ya ang mag-extend."
"I have the keycard. Tulog pa kasi s'ya."
"Okay," Keester had said as he scanned the keycard. I gave him the payment and then headed to Eira's room wondering why I did what I did.
Ano bang plano mo? Paano kung sasabihin n'yang ayaw ka na n'yang makita ulit? Sabagay, magkano lang naman...I had thought to myself.
"Mag-usap kayo para hindi malabo. Mahirap 'yung walang closure," I had told myself out loud.
Usap daw...I thought to myself minutes later watching the play of desire on Eira's face as I repeatedly drove into her.
"Iggy..." She gently touched my face.
"Yes?" I asked rubbing my cheek against her hand.
"Tama ka, mas guwapo ka sa umaga..." she told me as her velvety softness clenched and unclenched around my manhood nearly driving me insane.
Shit...bakit ba ang sarap mo...? I thought to myself delighting in her soft moans. Pwede bang h'wag ka nang umuwi? Sa akin ka na lang, aalagaan kita...
"Ohh...Iggy...this is...fuck..."
I reached between our bodies to stroke her clitoris and relished how wet she was.
"Ignatius..." she was sobbing softly as she opened her legs wider in invitation and she bit her lower lip while holding my gaze.
Sa akin lang 'yang tingin na 'yan, sa akin lang 'yang mga ungol na 'yan, sa akin lang ang mga yapos na 'to...sa akin ka lang...
"I love you..." she whispered as she came hard and as much as I was surprised, I knew that she didn't mean it. She probably couldn't have meant it. Right?
I buried my face into her neck as I hid from the hope and fear that I was feeling at the same time.
Was that meant for me? Is she really seeing me? Or could she be wishing that she was spending the moment with her ex...?
I knew that if she would allow it, I was going to fall for her so hard that she would become my world and a part of me was afraid of the kind of damage that she could cause my soul.
"Iggy..." she whispered kissing my hair.
"Hm...?" I asked as her arms tightened around me.
"Are you okay?" she said.
I lifted my head to search her face. It had not been twenty-four hours since I met her yet this woman had asked me if I was okay nearly half a dozen times. I hated how hopeful I was becoming because I knew that hope came hand-in-hand with disappointment and pain.
