Fervid Desire (Good Pleasure Series #2)

Kabanata 47

Kabanata 47

Little speckles of amber adorned in the gloomy firmament. It was so beautiful to witness such sublime art like this especially with the soft and bleak touch of the wind. I don't know but my feelings were so light— something heavy was alleviated by what happened. With the harsh wallop of my heart against my chest, inflicting a little twinge in me. I did not know that being chuffed will also make you hurt. At the vicinity I was facing, I compelled myself to look at the beauty of it, to appreciate it even how hard to ignore the bliss I had right now. I was afraid, I was afraid that maybe, after being so happy, there will be a misery that will arise for me, to pull the tears out of my pacific eyes.

Life wasn't only having felicity, it was also having challenges that somewhat put you to a quagmire and if you were weak and let the tide of hopelessness eat you, then you will never get yourself out of that predicament and face a painful fiasco in your life. I learned from this life that no matter how painful the things happened, how you wished the ground to rive into two to swallow you wholly, you should and would make those pain as an inspiration to pull yourself to stand again. Because at the end of the day, only yourself would be the one who will help you. Giving up wasn't a solution, it was a way of all poltroon to escape from the things they were afraid of. But was it really necessary to escape when you think it was already at the precipice of your life? No, fight until you pull yourself out of the quagmire.

I inclined on the railings of the balcony and smiled at the mesmerizing view in front of me. I was wearing a white robe because I came from the shower. When I felt a rough and big hand that perched on my waist, I languidly looked at Zach who was now hovered himself behind me. From my crouching position, I stood straight to welcome his presence.

Zach was talking to someone on the phone awhile so I decided to go to the veranda. I felt his chin that settled on the crook of my neck. His nose was touching my skin momentarily but the thing that made the volt of heat to surge within me was when he pulled me against his body and fondled on my waist. I reclined my head on his chest.

Our position was comforting the demons that were churning inside my stomach. I, on his body and he, wrapping himself on me. That was the most beautiful image that I could ever ask for.

"I can't wait to marry you," he drawled.

I closed my eyes as I let our heartbeats to coincide. I am also, I want to verbalize it but the thought of hearing more words from him excites me so much. So I opted to shut my mouth and await his words.

"I went in New York months after I learned your decampment." His voice was so soft and shaky, "But you were not there anymore,"

I was aghast of what he said. I craned my neck to look at him. The salivas on my throat congealed that made me muted. My heart made a stentorian thud against my chest.

"You're kidding!" I said as I couldn't accept the facts he was throwing to me.

His hug tightened. Gusto kong umalma at harapin siya pero dahil sa higpit ng kanyang yakap ay hindi ko magawa. His stance was so possessive, like he has been caging me with his arms that coiled around my waist. Bittersweet, I looked at him and caressed the small and soft bristles that strewed on his manly skin.

"Apparently, I'm not. I hired private investigators. Sorry, baby, but I was too desperate that time. And when I learned that you were in New York, I immediately fled but when I was already there, you were gone again. No trance of you will be found in New York."

If that was true, then that time, I was already in Paris for my studies. And of course he won't be able to see me that time. Besides, I told to Papa that he should not tell anyone that I was in Paris except to the people who knew where I was.