Grant
Got myself a wife. Weird.
Napatingin ako sa babaeng katabi ko ngayon. A smile formed my lips as I keep on staring at her. Kahit yata sumasakit yung ulo ko dahil sa hangover, just the sight of a naked wife underneath the sheets? It's enough to make me forget about hangovers. I've got my med just right beside me.
Why are you so pretty, Jen? You're making me so soft now.
Arguing with her for a month about her marriage proposal is like trying to read the Terms of use of a legal document. In the end, I just gave up and go, Fine, I agree. And I really hope I made the right choice. Hindi dahil sa gusto ko lang na may mangyari ulit saming dalawa.
Last night was worth it all, I guess. Waiting for six years just to feel it again, there's nothing more worth it than that.
Napangiti ako nang magmulat ng mata si Jen. Siguro naramdaman din nito yung bigat ng titig ko dito. Napapikit pa ito ulit dahil sa tama ng sinag ng araw na sumisilip sa may balcony na hindi natatakpan ng maayos ng kurtina.
"Hey, gorgeous." Bati nito sakin at saka napangiti. She's still half-awake, half-sleep.
"Hey yourself." Dumapa ako sa kama at masuyong hinaplos yung noo nito. Hinawi ko pa iyong ilang hibla ng buhok nito na tumatabing sa pisngi nito.
Realization struck me. Jen will be my weakness. Always.
"Nah. Tell me that I'm drop-dead gorgeous, Grant." Reklamo pa nito. Pero nakapikit pa din.
Natawa na lang ako bago kumuha ng unan at hinampas ng mahina yung mukha nito.
"Drop dead." Bulong ko sa kanya na tinakpan yung mukha niya. "Gorgeous."
Napipikon na sinuntok ni Jen yung balikat ko. Sa ginawa nito ay napadikit lang yung katawan nito sakin. I automatically smirk at that.
"Hmm. It's too early pa para bumangon di ba?" Nang-iinis na tinaob ko pa yung digital clock na nasa bedside table saka ito hinapit palapit. I placed her atop of me.
"Grant, you promised na sasabay tayo sa kanila magbreakfast di ba?" Inaantok pang sabi ni Jen na nilapat lang yung mukha sa balikat ko.
"Oh, not interested to morning exercise?" Nang-aakit na sabi ko pa.
Jen groaned in protest. She should be.
"Grant naman e."
"I'm hurt. We just got married last night tapos ayaw mo na agad sakin?" Pinalungkot ko pa yung boses ko para convincing dito. Tutal nakapikit pa naman ito kaya hindi nito nakikita na nang-aasar lang ako.
Tinapik-tapik lang ni Jen yung pisngi ko habang nakapikit pa din. "Can't I sleep more, Grant? I'm too sleepy pa. I'm sore."
Sa sinabi nito ay tila nawala na talaga yung sakit ng ulo ko.
"Shower, Princess?"
"Bathtub."
A low laugh escaped my mouth.
"Wag mo masyadong panindigan yung pagtawag ko sayo ng princess, Jen. Napaghahalataan ka na, Pillow Princess." I smirked at that. She's really so stunning early this morning.
Nagmulat ng mata si Jen. Her perfect pale of coal eyes are too sexy.
Fucks! Kelan pa naging sexy yung mata, Grant?
"Sinong pillow princess, Grant? I can clearly remember that you were the first to fall asleep."
"Oh, I was drunk." Excuse ko pa. "If I weren't, believe me, those girls won't be seeing you for a month. Baka di ka na umalis sa bed ko."
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