Sinner's Confessions (Montero Series # 2)

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve

[Mikho's POV]

I COULDN'T help but ran my fingers through her glossy blonde hair. She looks innocently beautiful in her sleep with her pursed cute little red lips. My little barbie. I don't know how it happened, the brat hasn't only gotten under my skin but she has become a part of my whole being. It's as if I find new meaning in waking up every morning by only seeing her little charming face, by feeling the warmth of her hug, or having to taste a feel of her lips.

I thought it would be hard to be around her from the start. This wasn't the life that I'd imagined where I would be. I was going to be a priest. It was absolute. But right now, being with her, I could hardly think of it. It was shoved underground, forgotten. Enna made me embrace this life so easily that my days with her came out natural. It was spontaneous and easy. It was like passing an exam without even studying.

Looking at her, I could no longer feel any remorse for my deed from that night. She was a sin I did not intend to commit...or maybe I did. But a sin that turned out beautiful.

My beautiful little Enna.

I took a deep inhale while my fingers now ran through her cheek, feeling her delicate skin. Bigla siyang nagmulat ng mata at napakurap kurap na napatitig sa'kin.

"M-mikho?" she rubbed her little fingers through her eyes.

"Bangon na. Maligo kana. May check up tayo ngayon," I brushed some of her hair strands away.

"What time naba?" she blinked her little eyes.

"It's almost seven."

"Hala! Magluluto pa ako ng breakfast for us!" Taranta siyang bumalikwas ng bangon but I caught her by her waist.

"Nagluto na ako. Dumeretso ka nalang sa banyo," I simply pressed a kiss on top of her head and thought of letting her go pero hindi ko nagawa. If only I could trust myself to touch her, I could have done it now.

"Kainis naman! I was going to cook pa naman the new dish Tita France taught me. Yung meat balls?" She angled her face to me and snuggled closer to pull me into a tight hug, rubbing the soft of her cheek to my chest.

"Wala tayong harina at giniling na karne," I almost let out a chuckle.

"Meron kaya. Humingi ako kay Tita France," she pursed her lips and sinked them down to my chest. Hinalik halikan niya ako doon.

I let out a huff. "Enna, hindi ka dapat hingi ng hingi kay Tita ng kung anu-ano. Nakakahiya na sa matanda."

"She have many naman for her kainan. And I just want you to try my meat balls. Nag practice kaya ako para ma perfect ko yung dish para sa'yo. Ayaw mo ba iyon?" tanong niya sa tonong nagtatampo.

"Gusto naman pero huwag kang manghihingi kasi para sa karinderia niya iyon. Pwede naman nating bilhin ang mga ingredients kung gusto mo," I ran a hand through her hair.

"Okay po. Sige na nga!"

"Sige na. Move now. Maligo kana," I eased out of her kahit nagpoprotesta ang katawan ko. But the brat just won't let go. Ibinaon pa niya lalo ang mukha sa dibdib ko.