Obnoxious Oxygen

Chapter Fifteen

"Bloody hell," I froze from brushing my teeth and muttered a curse with a brush in between. I shut my eyes, groaning inwardly. It took me a few seconds before I gather myself back to open my eyes and stare at my reflection in front of the mirror.

Disgusting dark circle marked under my eyes, proof of my lack of sleep for last night. That alone is an enough proof to tell how much the kiss had bother me.

The kiss.

Oh crap! Thinking about the kiss made me move and continue brushing my teeth, almost savagely. It's as if I can get Oxygen's taste off my mouth. God! Oxygen's taste! I have tasted him! Oh my God with all the Gods in the world!

That wasn't the first time I'd been kissed. I've had fair share of kisses way back and Ethan tops it all. He was my first kiss. I was so dreamy about it that I had built a connection to him through it. But last night was different, what makes it different is something I couldn't tell. Maybe because I hadn't had a chance to return Ethan's kisses like I did to Oxygen's. And I can't even reason out about kissing him back for crying out loud!

Oxygen made me lose it. The moment I felt his lips on mine, I tasted the ruggedness of his strength and felt safe. All the fear I had the moment my nightmare took me off sleep, it all vanished.

It has made me up all night. And now that the morning came, I have to face him. How? That I'm not sure of.

After I felt okay with myself, I get out of the room and climbed down the stairs. I headed to the kitchen almost certain that I'll be seeing Oxygen there, though I'm half wishing he wasn't there. I don't know how I could face him. He'd sent me running, no almost flying up the steps to my room last night. Embarrassed on how I acted.

Of course that's a shame! I was all disgusted on his existence, I acted like he's the biggest scum I'd ever seen in my life and for the love of God, I kissed him like I mean it! Regardless if it's him who kissed me first, Oxygen is a male slut, he's a man. His dick goes before his head. And I was so pliant and submissive last night that he wouldn't miss a chance on me. Thing is, I kissed him back!

"Morning," a lazy drawl from behind cut my thoughts away.

My heartbeat instantly pickup knowing that Oxygen is behind me. I inhaled slowly and counted to three before turning around to face him with my mask down like he's not occupying great space inside my head right now. "Hey,"

Hey? What a lame response, Gabbana? But how do I respond to that? Morning, too? Hell no! That sounds a little sweet it make me cringe.

"Gutom ka na? May nahuli akong isda, mas maganda 'to siguradong sariwa." He raised the closed pail he's holding and the weight of it made the muscles on his arm flexed and the veins get through my sight. I had to look away.

"Y-you went fishing?" How I wanna slap myself for stuttering much more for asking the obvious! Since when had I gone moron? Of course he went fishing. We're the only people in this place. Besides his words says 'may nahuli akong isda' it doesn't sound like someone did fishing for him.

He walked past me and headed to the sink to wash his hands. Gives me time to stare at him, back facing me. He's on his cut off shirt and worn jeans again, I wonder if it ever gets old to him. He pulled out a knife from one of the wooden drawers and started gutting the fishes from the pail.

Good thing I wasn't able to have a full view with his massive back covering the sink or I might throw my stomach out.

"Oo," his answers comes a few seconds late that I almost doubt if he'll response but he did.

"Didn't know you do fishing."

"One of the many things you didn't know about me."

I wasn't able to haul a reply, he's right, I know less about him. I stalked towards the counter and sat on the stool. Something inside me eased, Oxygen is acting normal. It's as if nothing happened last night. I should do the same. I shouldn't be affected by it.