Obnoxious Oxygen

Chapter Twenty One

Ethan.When I thought about Ethan, I could think of so many reasons why I like him. He's kindhearted. He's good looking. He's smart. He's a gentleman. He's reserved.He's proper. And it ends there. I can't think of any more reason why I considered the idea of loving Ethan. He's my first kiss, he'd been so ideal to me. I've lived for years loving the idea of loving him.

Sure my heartbeat races with the sound of his voice. I couldn't keep up with my words every time we speak. His presence makes me feel anxious. Butterflies inside my stomach comes present. But it ends there.

And thinking about Oxygen made me go beyond my thoughts.

I like how he puts his hand on the small of my back, as if to say 'I'm here for you if you need me.' I like how he wipes away my tears or pushes a strand of my hair, tucking it behind my ear. I like how he listens to me, how he remembers the things I've told him. I like how he cooks for me, how he feeds me. I like how he compromise for me. And I like him telling me things that he doesn't like about me, he's not all over pleasing me.

Goodness, I like Oxygen De Salvo. It maybe a little scary because Oxygen is way too far from Ethan. He's rough. He's savage. He's crude. He's literally a sonuvabitch. He's obnoxious. If you come to think of it, none of his traits are likable. But then, Oxygen isn't just that. He's more than what people sees in him. And I've had an opportunity to see those hidden things about him.

Maybe... Maybe that's the reason why I'm letting him do all the things he's doing to me right now. I'm lossing myself in my dreams and I don't even give a damn. Oxygen's heated palm went from my neck down to my chest. Oh God, how I love the feel of his hands on me.

"Oh..." I moaned softly after a gentle squeeze he did to my breast. "Oxygen..."

I have never experienced this in my life. This kind of sensation was new to me. I have never want something so much that it actually hurts. I whimpered, I know this was a dream. Why would Oxygen touch me? After knowing who I really am, I know no guy would ever want to sleep with me. So, I should shrug all the thoughts away and just focus on this dream. Who knows, I may never have this again.

"Oxygen... please." My pleas comes in with tears. "Please..."

"Gabgab?"

I frowned a little, his voice sounds real. Then it was followed by a nudged on my arm. Was it still a part of my dream?

"Gab, baby, wake up." He whispered again, closer to my ears now.

I inhaled and can definitely smell Oxygen's scent. Goodness, he seems so real. I hold onto him, dragging him closer to my body. I bit my bottom lip and moaned softly.

"God, baby, you stop bleating in your sleep. I'm tempted to touch you, just so you know." His lazy sexy drawl made my eyes shot open.

No, this wasn't a dream. Not anymore. Oxygen is here. He's already here. He's so damn real! I quickly let him go, I moved a little away from him.

"Hinatid ko sila Lance sa helipad. Dala nila yung chopper ng hotel, ayaw kasi nun ng nag-aaksaya ng oras. So, she's got Ethan to fly it for her." He explained as he distance himself from me, deliberately looking away. "Dinaanan kita para sana tignan kung natutulog ka pa. I opened the door and you started whimpering. I thought you were having another nightmare, I tried waking you up but you keep calling my name. What's up with that?"

I dropped my eyes down to my lap after sitting, just to avoid his gaze. Alright, how would I answer him? How would I tell him that I'm actually harassing him in my dreams? Goodness, even the thought of it made my cheeks heat up. I'm beyond embarrassed! Earth to, Gabbana!