Chapter Thirty-Eight : And They Lived Happily Ever After

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Hi, chiiichiiiiiiiiii! As promised, I made Jorj sing the song Ang Tipo Kong Lalaki by DJ Alvaro dahil napi-feel mong bagay kay Tres ang kanta. #WishGranted #MaginoongBastos ❤ -- Dyosa

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JORJINA

BY THE VIRTUE of the powers vested in me by the Republic of the Philippines’ Law, I, Donnie Jude Romulo, do hereby pronounce you, Tres and Jorjina husband and wife...” Isang maluwang na ngiti ang ibinigay niya kay Tres. “You may now kiss your bride, Tres...”

Isang maluwang at gwapong ngiti ang lumabas sa labi ni Tres.

My husband. Officially.

I was Mrs. Jorjina Esquivel The Third now.

“Woohoo!” sigaw ni Tres at pinagkiskis ang dalawang palad. “My most favorite part... Kissing...” His beautiful brown eyes gleamed with mischief.

I giggled--with so much happiness.

Pakiramdam ko ay nakalutang ako sa alapaap. This felt so surreal.

Iyon bang tipong wala kang ibang nakikita kundi ang taong nagbibigay ng sobrang kasiyahan sa iyo sa sandaling iyon.

My Great Tres Esquivel.

My King.

“Alisin na natin ang istorbong ‘to,” aniya na ang tinutukoy ay ang veil ko.

Naramdaman ko ang panginginig ng mga kamay ni Tres nang iangat niya ang veil na tumatakip sa mukha ko. 

He swallowed when he saw me the first time the veil was removed off my face. Tres scanned my whole face. Na parang kinakabisado ang lahat ng parte ng mukha ko. Bumilang iyon ng maraming segundo.

Lumabi ako. “Ang tagal naman...” nagmamaktol kong sabi.

Excited na akong halikan niya ako. And sealed this marriage with a kiss.

He lifted one corner of his sexy mouth. “Sshhh...” saway niya sa akin. “I’m still thinking where will I kiss you first--“

“Sa lips!” nandidilat kong sabi. “Sa lips naman talaga kini-kiss ng groom ang bride...”

His lips curled into in a very sexy smile. His brown eyes...his beautiful brown eyes gleamed with naughtyness. “That’s so conventional. I want to kiss my bride and wife now the Tres Esquivel way--“

My wife. I was his wife. Totoo na talaga. Shit.

I cocked an eyebrow at him. “And how does the great Tres Esquivel kiss his bride on their wedding day?” I asked quite provocatively.

“Like this...” he said, smiling. He kissed my forehead first. “I...” malambing niyang sabi. “Love...” He kissed me on top my nose.

Napapikit ako. It was with pure fondness. Love and fondness.

“You...” he whispered in a sexy drawl then kissed my right cheek. “Beyond words...” He kissed my left cheek. Then he cupped my face. “And endlessly...”

Then his devatastingly sexy mouth captured mine in a kiss.

Passionate kiss. Tongue included.

Hindi ko mabilang kung ilang beses akong nahalikan ni Tres. Light kiss. Passionate kiss. Siya nga ang nagturo sa akin kung paano sagutin ang isang passionate na halik ng isang passionate pang halik.

He taught me that. And I mastered it because of him. Dahil sa hindi na mabilang na pag-kiss niya sa akin.

But his kiss right now? It took my breath away--literally and figuratively speaking.

Beyond Words And EndlesslyTahanan ng mga kuwento. Tumuklas ngayon