Skipper

36| Cry for Mercy

TRICIA

"Stop staring at me," I rolled my eyes at Skipper. I want to keep a straight face but my giggle gave me away.  We're on our way on the launching of the new clothing line of G&S. Imbes na si Skipper ang mag-drive para sa aming dalawa, Tita Courtney rented a limousine for us.

"I'm sorry, signorina. Sobrang ganda mo lang kasi talaga. Parang gusto na lang kitang iuwi." Malambing na sabi ng asawa ko at kinuha pa ang kamay ko para humalik sa mga daliri ko.

Natatawang hinawi ko ang mukha ni Skipper nang akmang hahalik s'ya sa akin. "H'wag mo na akong bolahin. And don't kiss me. You'll ruin my makeup." Kunwaring masungit na sabi ko.

"Alam mo ba, Tricia, para kang alak. Habang sumusungit, lalong gumaganda," he chuckled.

I pouted then I hit his arm. I made face at him. Minsan talaga, nahahawa na ako sa pagiging childish ni Skipper.

The car halted in front of the entrance of the hotel. Justin was the one to open the door for us. Naunang bumaba si Skipper sa akin at saka ako inalalayan. Pagbaba pa lang ng sasakyan ay inihanda ko na ang ngiti ko. The media's attention were already on us. Maliban sa si Skipper ang isa sa may-ari ng G&S at photographer ng line na ilalabas ngayon, sari-sari na din ang espikulasyon tungkol sa aming dalawa.

We haven't announce yet about our marriage.

"I can't wait for the public to know that you're already my wife," Skipper whispered while holding the small of my back.

I'm sorry, baby. But there would be another headline for tonight. And it's not about us.

We slowly walked on the red carpet. We posed and smiled for the flashing cameras.

"Lady Tricia, Mr. Vergara, are you two exclusively dating?"

"Lady Tricia, who made your gown?"

"Mr. Vergara, you haven't been spotted with another woman for months. Does it mean that you're exclusively dating Miss Amante?"

"Lady Tricia, is that an engagement ring on your finger?"

Mas lumakas pa ang bulungan ng media matapos na tanungin iyon ng isa sa kanila. Photographers were told to focus their lenses on my fingers.

"Sir Skipper! Is that a wedding ring?" One shameless media pushed among the crowd of reporters and photographers and through the security to get a clear shot of Skipper's hand on my back.

Justin was quick to guard us. Mas lumakas ang sari-saring mga katanungan. Skipper and I were escorted by my security team until we reached our table.

Unlike those outside, mas tamed ang media sa loob ng hall. May mga nakikita ako na mga nanghahaba na ang mga leeg sa kakasilip sa amin pero wala namang nagtatangkang lumapit.

"You look fabulous and elegant as always," Tita Iona opened her arms. I smiled at her then gave her a gentle hug. Skipper kissed her on the cheek at nagmano kay Tito Nate. I did the same.

"You look better, Tita. Love suits you," I teased then I winked at Tito Nate. He chuckled then kissed the side of Tita's head.

Tito Nate is my father's best friend and business partner. His son, Nixon was once considered as a candidate to be my husband. Things happened and Nixon ended up being my sister's fiance. Thankfully before an engagement happen, Nixon got back with Castiel, the mother of his daughter.  And who would have thought that I'll end up marrying his cousin?

"Mukhang hiyang ka din naman," Tito Nate chuckled then tapped his nephew's shoulder. "How's married life?"

"Nothing but a bliss, Dada," Skipper replied then pulled me closer to him.