A Crossroad ✔

Chapter 23: Her Mom

[Raven]

Three days after my outstanding concert in the coliseum, I finally cleared my schedule. The screams and anything usual and unusual that night appeared like vivid images in my mind.

Hooh. Idagdag pa ang pagod.

I drove my car towards Quin's workplace with so much cool. I have my duster, leather jacket with the shade of dark gray. I enjoyed grooming myself this morning, really. I have to look good in front of her. Always.

As early as 7 in the morning, I already reached her very neat office, courtesy of Mr. Santillan. Good thing it wasn't that crowded because I believe their working hours start at eight.

He's very generous, I'll give him that. After closing the door, I narrowed my vision inside. It wasn't the smell that made me grin by the way.

Hhmm...

Smells so much like her. I sat in her swivel chair and enjoyed myself checking her stuffs. One thing that I noticed is the consistent color of green in them. Green notebooks, bookmarks, and pens.

I guess she loves green.

Her office looks so tidy and organized. I love that part of her too. Thinking of neat stuffs... I suddenly remembered my condo unit. How naughty. I just hope my mom won't kill me for leaving it as messy as a garbage site.

Hindi naman talaga ako marunong maglinis. But, I can have some people to do that for me and I will pay them humbly. Quin will do the rest like taking care of me.

When I finished checking every single thing in her desk, I entertained myself watching some videos on my gallery. I scrolled to the album I named some hearts, the side of my lips curving into a smirk.

Yep. I saved the whole concert. And of course, one of my favorite part that I can't easily forget is the fact that she kissed me on my cheeks. My Quin did that, damn it.

And being a creepy man, inaamin kong hindi ako naligo ng dalawang araw. Well, we have to share some saliva. It is a vital part of skinship we must practice from now on. I somewhat think that kiss from eight years ago was sloppy.

How was I able to choose her that night?

I saw her. Of course. As soon as the spotlight reached her direction, I saw her narrowed her vision on the surroundings, maybe because she felt the heat of the spotlight, still hostile. I even thought I was dreaming so I told the operator to check it again only to confirm her presence in MY concert.

What the?

I thought she wants me out? Why is she in my concert?

But that doesn't concern me as much as I am concerned with my performance on stage. For that time, I felt myself lose the confidence in my performance. My crush was there and she saw everything!

It was fine, wasn't it? Dapat lang.

I can't help but grin when I scrolled through a couple of her pictures. I felt myself biting my lower lip hopelessly.

Yep, I screenshot her photos. I didn't miss every scarce reactions she had. And to add up the craziness, I even made 'em my wallpaper and screensaver. It makes up my day. This beauty, brains and attitide must be a sin to exist.

Either way. I want to be a criminal.

"What the... Anong ginagawa mo rito? Paano ka nakapasok?" I let out a smile as I looked at her. So beautiful with her corporate store. This femme fatal is drop dead gorgeous.

"Good morning. Mr. Santillan was so generous that's why I'm here." Lihim akong natuwa nang makitang kabado siya. She can't even look at me straight in the eye. See? She's a denial queen.