Fervid Desire (Good Pleasure Series #2)

Kabanata 30

Kabanata 30

I can't see any wrong with my decision. Though I still have to see if he was true— if he wasn't hiding behind a facade. I just couldn't believe that he was in love with me. Come to think of it, he was Zachary, a man that did not yet fall in love. Even he had lots of girlfriends, he never treated them as if he was too smitten, badly smitten. And seeing him right now, beseeching for his chance was so idealistic, something like surreal.

He hauled me back in the elevator. My heartbeats were so stentorian that I had to reckon if he was able to hear it. I shivered when he perched his hand on my waist, his usual remark of owning. As if he was in throne again. I heard him sigh as he pulled me very close to him, making me tremble because of the bolt of excitement surged within me.

Should I feel excited? I should be mad at him. I should not be blithe. I should do a charade that I was not happy with his idea and I was just giving him this little chance. But trying was futile because my heart balked my mind. If it was an anime, my mind and heart were already quibbling. And I think my heart has more control of myself, that even how many warnings from my mind, my heart was still want me to do what it thinks will make me happy.

"I missed you," he whispered and caressed my waist.

"Why are you so early? Is the party done?"

He shook his head, "Not yet. But I am thankful that I decamped the party early."

"But it was your sister's birthday! You should have stayed long. Guests will probably ask for you."

"Not really, they won't ask for my presence. It is Sapphire's birthday. Not mine. They won't notice my absence." He said cockily and hugged me.

I tried to break free from his hug. I looked at him and his lips were slightly parted because of my action. He gulped.

"You are courting me, right?"

He was shocked because of my sentence but he bit his lower lip and nodded stiffly, "Y-yeah..."

"So, no hugs for now. Especially no kiss."

"But sex?" He said playfully.

I glared at him and he chortled, "Fine. No hug, no kiss, and no sex. I am just kidding, though."

I rolled my eyes, "But if you feel to hug me, y-you can..."

My thoughts were contradicting. I have just said awhile that no hugs but here I was, telling him that he could hug me if he feels to. What the hell is wrong with me? I want to swat myself but he was watching me closely, I can't do anything. His stare was so intense and menacing. I feel like my legs were becoming spongy and weak. Right, these were his effects to me!

He looked at me seriously, as if weighing my expression. I smiled at him. You're confused? Me too.

When we finally reaching the floor of his unit, he immediately ushered me to it. His unit had changed, the color of it had changed into brown, red and black. The displays were not placed on the part that I remember. Hindi ko alam kung bakit siya nag palit ng interior. But I could say that this was much perfect and manly.

"So you're staying with your father?" He asked.

Magkasama naming tinahak ang kanyang kusina. He was holding my hand while walking through the way. I took a glimpse to our intertwined hands. I had dreamt of this ever since, I had dreamt to feel his love not only his lustful desire. And to feel his hand on mine was so heartwarming. His hand was hard and big, he was indeed a great and strong man. I could tell that.

"Yes," I answered timidly.

Binitawan niya ang aking kamay no'ng makarating na kami sa kusina. I sat on the high chair and watched him do the work. I immediately evaded my gaze from him when I saw him took off his polo, giving me a sight on his godlike body. As usual his entity was shouting power, how his muscles ripped and bulged in their perfect places were so good, I was like looking a male model from a magazine materialized in front of me to cook for our food.