Too Classic for Him

XI. Day 1

You'll always be my day one

Day zero when I was no one

I'm nothing by myself, you and no one else

Thankful you're my day one

Dominic felt so good. And so unreal.

If I were dreaming, I would hope not to wake up yet. He wrapped one arm around my waist and hugged me tighter as I was leaning against the door. These were the scenes I'd only been seeing in movies, reading in books, and my so hyper imagination could only think of.

Me and Dominic kissing passionately – against the door!

As if on its own accord, my arms went around his neck. I was enveloped with his warmth. Dominic's mouth was so close yet not touching. I slowly opened my eyes and felt a little disoriented. Would he or would he not?

Lord, utang na loob. Please don't tell me I'm dreaming.

My freaked-out mind kept screaming. Napahinga ako ng malalim. Humigpit yung kamay kong nakahawak sa batok niya. Magkasalikop iyon. His chest was against the softness of mine. And I could feel all of Dominic against me. The contradictory of man and woman. Softness against hardness.

And the wonders of how God made a man fit against a woman. And vice versa.

"A-Are... we..." I swallowed softly. Trying so hard to find my voice. "stopping?" I whispered. I could barely open my mouth to say it out aloud.

His eyes were all on me. I should have felt awkward. But I didn't.

He looked... he looked a little disoriented. A little sleepy and a lot more bothered – hot and all bothered.

Those eyes kind eyes turned into something unreadable. And the emotions were raw. And here I am, wishing that all the emotions passing in his eyes were real.

And that I wasn't reading it wrong.

That his eyes say it all; tenderness, if not love at least care and a little more of attraction than pure unadulterated lust.

Pero ano nga ba ang pinagkaiba? Lust will always be lust. And I wouldn't deny it. The underlying intent will always be there. And the conclusion will always be the same. It will always lead down to one thing.

But I hoped and prayed so hard that lust and attraction would always develop into something more.

More profound and deep. Like love.

I wet my lower lip. Ayokong umiyak. Kinagat ko ang ibabang labi. Seeing Dominic this close. I wanted to close my eyes and think that this is an almost love. That Dominic almost loves me.

I felt his hand snaked up my back. And he pulled me tighter.

Then his mouth softly yet a little forcefully opened and touched mine. I gasped a little at the sudden trace and the soft feel of it.

It might be a little too cliché. But the world stopped and the two of us were the only ones moving. All I could hear was the sound of Dominic's lips moving against mine. The rustle of the cloth as he traced his fingers on my back sent all sorts of tingling sensation to my spine... and to undiscovered places. My breathing was becoming uneven and it was as if I could hear his heartbeat. As if that were possible to hear the blood pumping through his veins.

And these were all my thoughts. It all became mushy. It all became Dominic.

And it was as if it's possible to wallow in and forget the whole world and tomorrow.