Passionate
"Napapadalas ang pagma-maaga mo ah?" ate Anna whispered on me pagkalabas namin ng lift dito sa hotel.
Naabutan niya akong nasa hallway na, papunta sa kanilang suite. Kaya naman, dumiretso na kami sa elevator at ngayo'y patungo na sa restaurant.
I lifted up my brows and plastered my half smirk nang hindi ito napigilan. Tumikhim naman siya.
Ate Anna made ourselves stop from walking and she faced me. Ganoon pa man, diretso ang tingin ko sa restong natatanaw mula sa kinatatayuan namin.
I had recognized the men inside the VIP room through its lightly blurred glass window. Men. Dahil hindi lang si Joaqin ang nandoon. He is facing another man and based on its physique, I surely know who it is. Though, I don't know if ate already knew that someone else is on our table this morning.
Bahagya akong nagulat sa nakita ngunit tinitigan ko na lang iyon nang may naniningkit na mga mata. Bakit siya nandito? And they are so fond of talking something, parehas pa silang tumatawa sa isa't-isa. Well, hindi na nakapagtatakang matalik silang magkaibigan.
Nakaharap pa rin sa akin si ate. At malamang, baka hindi pa nakita ang nakikita ko, "Hmmm...—"
My sister is about to say her words but when I heard her sudden amaze, napalingon ako sa kaniya. Ate Xavianna is too shocked with something. Her both palms are on her mouth, covering the big O on it. I traced her gaze, passing the way of my other side.
Bahagyang napa-awang naman ang bibig ko sa nakita. Vince looks like a breathtaking model on some cover page on magazines. He is leaning infront of his black Aston Martin DBX, and his right hand is cooly playing with his car keys.
"I-Is this t-true?" she asked, still in esteem.
Vince is wearing a dark and white dotted button down polo shirt paired with black maong pants and his white chunky rubber shoes. The silver cross necklace hanging on his neck screams sultry and sharp demeanor. In just one look, you already knew that Vince is indeed perfect and total art work.
"I-Inna, si V-Vince iyon 'diba? Anong ginagawa niya d-dito?" parang hangin ang mga tanong sa akin ni ate habang sinusundan ako.
Vince's eyes are directly looking at my pair while I'm walking towards his place. Naramdaman ko rin ang mga paa kong lumulutang after he scanned me, and clenched his jaw.
"Huy, t-teka... anong... anong gagawin mo? A-Anong sasabihin mo?" patuloy na tanong sa akin ni ate Anna nang nabuksan ko na ang sheer glass entrance doors ng aming hotel.
At nang sa wakas ay nakalabas na, sinalubong na kami ni Vince. Cold autumn air this dawn blew my long and half curled hair. Unti-unti na ring sumisilip ang haring araw para sa panibagong umaga.
"Oh, V-Vince? Ikaw pala 'yan?" ate spoke akwardly.
Tinapik niya pa ang balikat ni Vince at bahagyang tumawa, "Napadaan ka, Captain?"
Magsasalita na sana si Vince nang dumaldal pa ang kapatid ko sa kaniya.
"And where is your plane? May flight ba tayo ngayon?" biro ni ate Anna habang tinatanaw ang sasakyan ni Vince sa likod nito.
Nagkatinginan kami ng lalaking nasa harap ko. He's almost smirking and I'm indeed pouting at my sister's worthless questions.
"Good morning, ate Anna," Vince greeted her with a smile, and then glanced at me with his serious gaze.
Kahit pa nararamdaman ko ang pagkabalisa ng kapatid ko sa aking tabi, binalewala ko iyon.
"Magandang... umaga."
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