Connected Cords

Chapter Five

I was staring at myself through the doors of the elevator. Pinagdikit ko ang aking mga hita dahil sa pamilyar na init sa aking gitna at pilit na inaalis ang mga imaheng pumapasok sa isip ko. Creed. Creed. Creed.. Why are you so damn sexy?

Napitlag naman ako nung tumunog na ang elevator at agad akong dumiretso patungo sa studio. Pagkapasok ko ay may dalawang white board roon, ang isa ay may nakalagay na napakaraming mga litrato, at ang isa naman ay kakaunti lamang.

"Oh, anyare sa one hour break teh? Halos magdadalawang oras ka ng late. Nagtake-out pa ako para sa'yo." Bungad sa akin ni Kenneth. Silang dalawa ni Monica ay parehas na nasa harap ng white board.

"S-," Gamuntik na akong mautal pero agad akong huminto at tumikhim bago pumunta sa desk doon at inilapag ang bag ko. Damn Creed. Ayaw niyang maalis sa isip ko. There was really something in him that's pulling me to him. I wanted to ignore it but it was just so undeniably strong.

"Sorry, I just felt like having a lunch alone." I shrugged and Monica just nodded her head but Kennneth rolled his eyes at me.

"So eto na nga. These are all our models," Kenneth started, while pointing the first few rows of pictures that was pasted on the white board.

"And these are all the models that went to the screening earlier," He continued while pointing the rows of pictures underneath the pictures of our models.

"This board contains the models that we chose for the fashion week, though they're not complete yet. At saka, hinihintay ka namin para sa opinyon mo." Monica explained while poiting the other white board.

I nodded. "I see, but I don't want our regular models for this year's Manila Fashion Week. Alisin niyo lahat ng pictures ng lahat ng mga regular models natin, itira ninyo ang lahat ng mga pictures ng mga nagscreen kanina. 'Dun tayo pipili. I want new faces. Regular models will be send for the Philippine Fashion week a few months from now. Lahat din ng masasama at mapipili nating mga models para sa Manila Fashion Week, will meet us again on Monday for the contract signing and the others that are not picked, well better luck next time for them." Dire-diretsong saad ko. Pareho naman silang sumang-ayon sa akin kaya nagsimula na kaming magdebate kung sino-sinong mga models ang pipiliin namin.

After almost five hours of debating and arguing we were finally settled. Sabay sabay kaming sumalampak sa tatlong upuan doon. I let out a groan and pulled my hair to lessen my headache. It was actually a habit, me pulling my hair when I'm having a headache. It strangely relaxed me.

Creed wasn't in my mind for the past hours because I was preoccupied. Sinadya ko din talagang isantabi muna siya sa isip ko dahil mas lalo akong nafufrustrate. Sexually.

And sitting on a swivel chair inside the studio, with these two drained and silent human beings witt me was no good because Creed suddenly crept into my mind again. Fuck, I want him. Yes. I admit it. He's hot. Very. I want to know how those veiny arms would feel around me, his long fingers do wonders on and in me.

I groaned aloud and brushed my palms on my face. "I seriouly need to get laid," I blurted and stood up.

Natawa naman ng bahagya si Monica. "You have a husband, Marge. You can get laid every single night." She commented and my jaw instantly clenched with the sudden mention of my husband.

"Duh, nakakasawa kaya pag asawa nalang lagi. same size, same color, same feeling! Mas masaya pag iba-iba. 'Di nakakasawa." Kenneth joked. Monica laughed and I snorted.

"Slut," I said before standing up and get my bag on the desk.

"I know right?" Sagot naman ni niya at tumayo na din sila sa upuan nila at kinuha na ang kanya-kanyang gamit. The three of us took the lift. Bigla namang pumasok sa isip ko na sinabi nga pala ni Greg na susunduin niya ako kaya kinuha ko kaagad ang phone ko sa bag ko.