His Kind Of Love

8

Kinabukasan ay sinundo ako ni James sa cafe ko at nagtungo sa HortaRestau sa Makati. Doon daw kami magla-lunch at para kausapin si Mark para mag-cater sa wedding namin. Balik na naman ulit si James sa pagiging malambing kaya naman sumasaya ako. Sadyang pagod lang siya kagabi kaya ganu'n.

"Anong nangyari diyan?" I asked as I point a finger on the side of his lips. May pasa iyon at mukhang sariwa pa.

"Nagkatuwaan lang kami ni Mark kagabi." Sagot niya.

Umupo kami ni James sa pina-reserba niyang table para sa lunch namin. Table for three ito kaya naman naintindihan ko na agad na baka kasabay din namin si Kevin. Hindi naman nagtagal ay dumating na siya with his black v-neck shirt and khaki pants. Umiling na lang ako. I don't want to give him compliments because he punched James.

"Serve the best foods on my wedding day, dude." Sabi ni James. We started eating our meal.

Nag-tagis ang bagang ni Kevin dahil sa sinabi ni James. He looked mad pero hindi ko alam dahil sinagot din naman niya ng maayos si James.

"All our foods are the best." He arrogantly said.

James chuckles, "What about the price? Or you'll take it as a gift for us?" He joked.

"Yes sure. In exchange of punching your face again." He looked at James furiously. I wonder what happened last night. Hindi ako naniniwalang nagkatuwaan lang sila ni James kaya niya ito sinuntok.

Tumawa lang naman si James sa sinabi ni Kevin. "You take it seriously, dude. I'm just joking."

"Well, I am not." Kevin muttered, his voice staid. He wiped his lip with a table napkin and I instantly turn my gaze away from him. Those lips are sinful! Nagkakasala ako dahi do'n.

Napatingin ako kay James nang marinig ko ang phone niyang nag-ring. Pinunasan din niya ang labi ng napkin at tumingin sa amin.

"Excuse me. I'll take this call." Sabi niya sabay tayo.

I looked at Kevin and I saw how his eyes furiously looked at James' silhouette outside the restaurant. I snapped my fingers on his face.

"What?" He gruffed.

"Why did you punch my fiancée last night?"

"Fiancee, ha?" He smirked, almost sarcastic. "He deserved that. He's an asshole."

"What makes him an asshole?" I asked.

I feel something unusual on the way he said the words, it's like he really meant it. May gumugulo sa isipan ko. Hindi ko makalkula kung ano 'yun.

"Nevermind." He answered and then drank his water to dismiss the conversation.

"So, bakit ang sama mo tumingin kay James kanina? It's like you're going to eat him alive." I joked, trying to brush the peculiar thoughts away.

"Kung pwede nga lang, e." He said and I glared at his arrogance. "Don't you dare glare at me!" He scoffed.

"Ang sungit mo." Sabi ko. Inirapan niya ako. "Don't you dare glare at me!" I mocked. Napatawa ako nang pumasok sa isip ko ang isang bagay.

"What's funny?" Irritated agad.

"Ang gwapo mo kasi."

"I know." Ngumisi siya kasabay no'n ang pagkagat niya sa kanyang labi.

He's really something.

"Don't you see me as a friend?" I seriously asked. "I mean as James' soon to be wife."

I really want him to be my friend. I felt no pressure when I'm with him. I felt peace. Para bang nasa ibang mundo ako kapag kasama ko siya. Cliché as this sound but he's a breath of fresh air, almost literally.