Fervid Desire (Good Pleasure Series #2)

Kabanata 16

Kabanata 16

"Let's go?" asked Zach whilst looking to my eyes.

I hate this feeling of my insides! And why did he still go here in my condo unit? He can wait for me in the parking area. Perhaps, someone might catch us together. What would they say about it? When I was still studying in Ateneo, all my fellow students have never seen us together. Well, they only knew that I hated Zach so much. We seldom caught by guards in Ateneo— they also predicted that we were together.

I looked at Zach who was standing regally erected in front of my door. He was wearing a white long sleeves, and sweat shorts. He has ear piercing— but he only wore it seldom, but now, he has it on. His tiring eyes were directly pasted on me. His stare was like he was boring a hole on my skull. Even that his eyes were that tired, behind it was amusement that he was trying to restrain.

His hand overreached my hand that was restlessly draped beside me. I recoiled because of the hotness of his palm that coiled through my wrist. His hand was rough and big. It was a miracle that it was still gentle upon holding my thin wrist. A volt of electricity surged with my body— but directly shredded the walls of my annoyance with his existence. I closed my eyes as I felt my heart constricted because of the primitive feeling that I strangled years ago.

I hardly yanked back my hand from him and hid it behind my body. I know I shouldn't feel this, but I don't know why but I feel it will be going to havoc the principles that I was holding for past years. This feeling is precarious— I shouldn't let myself go beyond limit. This will hurt me— no, not only myself but the people around us. Zach was not the man in my dreams, or perhaps I was just keeping myself believe that he was not. Because I used to see that he was not for me, he was not going to love me, he was only here beside me because of the physical attraction he has for me.

I blinded myself to the thought that I was deeply liking Drook. I refuted the fact and believed that I already get over Zach. I was a damned because I used Drook as a diversion, I used him for my own protection, for my own safety harbor, and for me not to get hurt when the time Zach will realize that I was already useless because the desire he was feeling for me was already vanished, and he already found a girl— a thousand times pleasurable that me.

I know it was wrong, but it was the only thing that I can latch onto. And now that I was already at the amid part I will just resume what I had started. I will never break Drook only for my own good. I'd rather hurt myself than to hurt people around me. Besides, Zach will never stay with me forever, he will go, he will leave, and I will be a wretched damsel if that day will come.

"Are you okay?" Zach asked— perplexed because of my eerie reaction.

I nodded my head extravagantly, "Of course! S-so, let's go?"

He looked at me with an eyes like a detective— squinted eyes, crumpled forehead, but at the same time, handsome as always, "You're trembling. Are you sure you—"

"Yes! I... I am. So, can we go ahead? Someone might catch us. Mahirap na."

He nodded, "All right. I'll carry your bag. Give it to me," he commanded like a boss.

I looked at him, "No thanks. Magaan lang naman."

"Tss," he said and snatched my bag from my hand and strode briskly toward the elevator. I closed my unit and after that I ran rapidly just to catch his steps.

When he finally took one step on the elevator's floor, I belched and did not bother to make any argumentation with Zach. Instead, I just stood erectly and clutched the hem of my shirt. I stepped in and nestled myself next to him— a little space separating us. I wound my eyes and it swooped in my reflection in front of me and subconsciously darted to his reflection. I immediately eluded my gaze when I saw him looking at me also. He was looking at me, watching every moves I make. Though it was so intimidating and I couldn't just keep my shit together and don't mind his stares— that actually making my knees spongy.