The Untamable Woman

12

Like what Blaze had promise me before I closed my eyes last night- his lying down next to me. I am being held by him tightly, secured and safe from anything that can harm me outside his arms. 

As if he knows I needed someone to just hold me while the horrible nightmare of my life tries to come and take me alive. That I need comfort instead of being left alone. The one thing I can't feel when I am getting treated by Doc Xian. 

I slowly released my left arm from being locked into his, and gently moved my fingertips to his sleeping face. I smiled to myself with a realization that someone, other than my family and few friends, was tough enough to not let me go. 

"If you keep doing that, I won't hesitate to bite you," Blaze mumbled with his eyes close. 

"I'm not doing anything," I answered softly to him, continuing what I was doing.

"Yeah right," he pressed my body to him more. "Then may I ask why your fingertip are seducing my body?" he asked. 

"In case you have forgotten, my fingertip are touching your face. Not your body," I answered to him. 

"I forgot," he nuzzled his head to my neck. "Remind me again what are the parts of the body and face. It's been a long time." 

I can feel his breathe between my neck and shoulder.  My finger traveled to his hair. 

"This is your messy hair, the kind you have to wash everyday," I joked to begin.

He laughed. "Okay. What else?" 

I moved my finger to his nape. "This part is your nape," I caressed it slowly. 

"Continue," he ordered. 

My finger moved again. "This is your ear," I paused to move. "This is your jawline.. Then your cheek.. Your eyebrow.. Your eyes...Nose..," I stopped when I got to his lips. "Lastly, this is your lips..," I whispered. 

I felt his lips move when he spoke. "Can you tell me what does the lips do? I seem to have forgotten." 

"Your lips is for..." I stopped myself to think about what I am going to answer. 

There's a 50/50 chance that if I answer him with a kiss I won't be able to get out of his place. Blaze might end up trapping me here, and having me as his meal the whole day. I don't think I would want that. 

"It's for?" he looked at me in my eyes. "What is it for?" his voice became husky. 

I can feel my cheek burning and turning red. For some reason, everything I never felt before are coming out one by one when I am with this man. It's kind of weird considering how hate can turn into something else. 

What do they call this feeling again? It starts with L, but I can't seem to put my finger into it. Nasa pinakadulo na nga dila ko pero bakit hindi ko masabi-sabi? If I remember correctly, it was a four letter word that can be expanded into eight letters with three words. What was it again?

"It's for..," I lostly said. 

"For?" he asked teasingly. 

"Is for ki-" I stopped myself from talking when his cellphone rang. "You should answer that," pagpalit topic ko. 

He shook his head. "No. Continue what you were about to say. The one calling can wait," he said dismissing the person calling him. 

I placed the palm of my hand on his chest, and gently shove him off of me. Nang matangal ang yakap niya sa akin, agad ko siyang tinalikuran at tumayo na sa pagkahiga ko. I can feel his eyes stabbing my back for not continue what I was saying earlier pero binalewala ko lang iyon.