HER long silky hair was all over the pillow and Bullet just had to caress her soft skin. He had been staring at Astrid for almost ten minutes and now, his mind is torn between letting her sleep or waking her up with a kiss.
The blanket covering her upper body shifted as she moved, exposing her.
Bullet swallowed. “Uh, oh.” He was about to pull the blanket over her body but his hand seemed to have a mind of its own and it was too late for him to stop caressing her bosom. And as if it wasn’t enough, he leaned over her and featherly kissed her soft mound.
“Hmm...”
“Good morning, my princess,” he whispered in her ear as he licked it. “Rise and shine.”
But nothing. She just turned her back on him, unmoved. She’s probably too tired to wake up so he just let her sleep as he hugged her tight. But when he felt her soft body against his, the desire which he thought was already gone s
‘MY PRINCESS’. He calls her ‘my princess’ and she actually loves it. She never had a boyfriend who called her ‘my princess’ before and even Josh just calls her ‘Astrid’. Now, why was she so thrilled each time she hears him call her his princess?Truth is, she did not expect him to stay until the next morning and even invite her for breakfast at that. She promised herself not to expect anything anymore because expectations only cause disappointments, something that she had to learn the hard way.Astrid let out a deep sigh to somehow ease her tension as she walked towards the restaurant. The sunshine that morning was so beautiful as if it’s resembles the state of her heart today. It was just nine o’clock in the morning and the restaurant was already full when Astrid arrived and she had to scan the room to search for Bullet, who’s nowhere to be found so she decided to go to the comfort room to freshen up a bit.She chose a sleeveless mint green summer dress paired with white sneakers for
MY princess. Those are the words that made her come to her senses. She shove him away. “Don’t call me that, please. I am not your princess. And can’t you see? I’m already giving you a huge favor. You no longer need to explain anything, you don’t have to give dumb excuses or any alibi because I’ve done it all for you.”Bullet sighed in despair. “So that’s it? You are willing to forget everything just like that? You won’t even force me to be your boyfriend or take responsibility for what happened between the two of us?”“I’m not that pathetic, thank you very much. What happened to us was just...sex.”“Come on, that’s all it is to you, just sex?”“Yes.”Bullet frowned and by the looks of him, he didn’t like what he had heard. “Wow, I don’t believe this. Whatever happened to the sweet and idealistic
After 4 years...BULLET’S eyes had been glued at the entrance of the coffee shop for hours, waiting for Astrid to arrive. It’s three o’clock in the afternoon and any moment now, she’d be here. He laid his cup of coffee on the table, adjusted his necktie and slightly combed his newly-hut hair with his fingers.It’s been a month since he last saw her and he must admit that he missed her. If his training in California had not been important, he wouldn’t have attended it. But he needed the training for his position as senior consultant of the university he’s working for so he had to delay his plan of inviting Astrid on a weekend getaway. And that’s the reason why he’s there - to surprise her.Three-thirty. At last, he spotted Astrid entered the shop. She went straight to the counter, greeted the waitress and put on her black apron. She still looked the same a
“ASTRID...”That’s the only word he could mutter when at last, he had the courage to approach her at the bar counter. It has only been a couple of days since he arrived from New York and after his meeting at the office, he was surprised to see Astrid at the coffee shop busy arranging the novelty items displayed on the glass cabinet. And now, after a few days, he was able to gain the courage to see her up close.“Astrid.”Bullet could clearly see how her face turned red the minute she saw him. It took her a while to get back to her senses.“How are you?” He asked softly while staring at her. It was eight o’clock in the morning and there were already a lot of customers coming in.He didn’t hear anything from her. She didn’t even look at his direction.“By the way, this place is amazing. You really deserve
DO you know what you’ve gotten yourself into? Trouble, man. You are going to be in deep trouble.”He crossed his arms over his chest and looked at Lukas. He once told his friend about his relationship with Astrid and actually, Lukas was the only one who knew about their past. Now, he’s regretting it and asking himself why did he ever told Lukas about his problem with Astrid.“I’m telling you, man. You’ve got to stop whatever you have with her.”“Stop what, our friendship?” Bullet cocked his head, then glanced at her. It was break time so he invited Lukas to have coffee there instead of calling for delivery.“Yes, your friendship. Because that’s where it all starts, man.”“What do you mean?”“Don’t play dumb with me. You damn know what I mean. Now, you’re just that - friends. You enjoy each other’s company, you kn
“OH sir, we don’t know what happened, either. A guy who came out from here went straight inside the office and told us that there’s something wrong with the sink pipe of the comfort room.He shook his head and entered the comfort room. The space was not big enough for the three of them so Joana had to go out to give way. The water kept dripping from the bottom of the sink and he did not know what Lukas did to break it like that. He slowly sat down and examine what the trouble was.“There’s nothing wrong with the pipe,” he started. “There’s just a loose metal clasp probably because of the water pressure. Do you have tools for this?” He asked the question while staring at Astrid who was watching him closely. She’s just looking at him, unable to move nor speak. At that moment, all he just wanted was to smile at her and ask about her day but then he remembered that they were not the only people in
“I’M SORRY. It was really Lukas’ idea. Please don’t hate me.”It got an angry squint from Astrid. They were already in the receiving area inside her office, in front of two cups of coffee. Her office hasn’t changed, he thought. It still looked the same the last time he’s been there, many years ago. The tables and chairs were still in the same place and when he glanced at her office table, a Bulul wooden figure caught his attention. If he was not mistaken, it was the same Bulul figure they bought as souvenirs when they first met in Baguio. They actually purchased a pair, which held their promise that they would keep each souvenir as long as they love one another.“Good to know that you still have it,” he expressed gently. “I still have mine as well.” In fact, it has become a part of his luggage whenever he has to go somewhere for business.She looked at him and smiled, just like th
BULLET smiled in response to her question as to why he was staring at her. His table was beside hers and they were sitting with a chair in between them. He’s staring at her while she’s busy reading a magazine with a chocolate cake on its cover. It was about eight o’clock in the evening and he was grateful when Astrid agreed to meet him at Mandy’s that night. It was her birthday and he wanted to make this one extra special for her.Bullet may not have the luxury to prepare a ‘romantic’ dinner for her but he made sure that this night was something she will remember. He hasn’t seen her for almost a month due to a series of seminars so he took the risk of inviting her even though he knew that there’s a chance that she’d turn him down.He chose Astrid’s favorites for their main dish without being too obvious that he wanted to make an impression. Astrid arrived at Mandy’s about an