“Had you heard the hot news, girls?” We were currently at a conference, just the three of us, Jc, Amy, and me. Jaxon should have been with us, but he said he had an emergency at home and needed to leave. I’m still annoyed because he didn’t tell me himself. It was our coworker in our department who told me, and I was looking for him when I heard the news. Is it so hard to text or chat with me? He just got back two weeks ago, and he didn’t even explain where he went and why he was gone for so long, and now this? “What’s that?” we whispered to each other because the conference was about to start. This is an international conference, held in Rizal, with forty-eight participants from different parts of the world. “Tell us, but keep it down, okay? Don’t be too loud, dear,” Amy whispered back, which made me laugh. The president included us because we’re the ones usually involved in this, so we know the process and what needs to be done before, during, and after the meeting. Since I starte
“Sis, are you okay?” I blinked several times before looking at her. How long have I been staring blankly? “Yes, why?” even though I knew I wasn’t. “You’ve been staring at that for a while now,” she pointed to Jaxon’s resignation letter. Miss Sofia came to hand it to me this morning. “What’s going on? Why did fafa resign? He’s only been here for three months, did you scare him off?” Even though she was teasing me, her voice betrayed her concern, still wondering what happened between us. “Ah yes,” I stood up while still holding the paper, I signed it first before continuing, “I’ll just bring this to the accounting.” She didn’t stop me, so I walked straight to the fourth floor without taking the elevator, as their office was only two floors away from ours. It’s been a week since I told him that, and I’ve been waiting for a week to see if he’ll do something or not. Sadly, this was his response to what I said; he did not contact me, he did not even send at least a DM. He’s so heartless
“Go ahead and eat that, you look like you haven’t eaten in a week,” I said as I handed it to him while serving. I cooked adobo, menudo, and pork sinigang. I wanted to cook shrimp, but he’s allergic to it, he might even die, poor me, I’ll be a widow right away. “Thank you, I missed your cooking, it’s been a long time since you cooked like this,” he said while scooping some sinigang. I took some fish sauce and squeezed some chili into it, then placed it in front of him. I also poured water into our glasses before sitting down. “Thank you for cooking today,” he said, I just rolled my eyes and he started eating. “You barely eat, you look like a zombie, anyone who sees you will say that, so finish all of that, I’ll kick you if there’s anything left, don’t try me, I’m telling you,” I threatened him, he just nodded but was also busy eating, so I started scooping some food onto my plate, as he had already put rice on it. He hardly spoke, it looked like he was really hungry, and maybe it’s
They stayed at Jaxon’s condo for almost a few hours before saying goodbye. I tried to convince them to wait for him here since he might be on his way home, but they said they had somewhere else to go, so they left. They were pleasant to talk to, and I really enjoyed their company. I didn’t realize it was already seven in the evening; we just had dinner, and then they bid farewell. They said they would come back another day. I hope I see them again. I looked at the wall clock hanging in front of the TV set; it was already nine, but he still wasn’t here. I wasn’t sure if I should go home already. It’s not like I planned to stay here; it’s just that I might be blamed if something goes missing. Tomorrow is Saturday, so I don’t have work. I stood up and went to his room, looking for one of his long t-shirts. If he’s not coming home, it’s okay if I wear this. I took a quick shower, blow-dried my hair to keep it from wetting his pillow. My hair is quite long. I went out to the living room
R-18 “Move your lips, baby. Kiss me.” He whispered, I felt his hands on my waist and the other to my hair, pressing me more unto his lips, I felt something weird on my stomach, that excitement I felt when we first did this, he was my first, and last, not until now. “Hold tight.” He carried me in his arms, towards the bedroom. His tongue fluttered against mine, and his hands were deep in the softness of my hair, and it was like time unspooled, carrying me right back to when we’re teenagers. He pulled me against him, thinking that he would never get I close enough, that if he could fold me inside of him, like a mother tucking a baby into her coat, he’d do it. He would keep me warm, he’d keep me safe, he’d keep me with him, always. I felt all these feelings, all these emotions are coming back. He manage to took of my clothes and left only just my underwear. I nibbled at his chin, his ear, touching his face with my fingertips, sighing, whispering, “You feel so good.” Once, I pushed him
Past seven pm, I arrived at the address Jaxon had texted me. I couldn’t understand why he didn’t pick me up, it felt foolish. I was expecting a restaurant, but that’s not what I found; it was a garden. I’ve always wanted to experience a garden since I’ve always been close to flowers; it’s relaxing. A man in uniform approached me, like a waiter. “Good evening. Madame.” He greeted me as I approached. “Hi, uhm, I’m here for, uh Jax-Zander? Vanth?” I hesitated to ask, he hadn’t been replying to me, so I couldn’t confirm if I was at the right place. “Yes, we are waiting for you; this place was exclusively reserved for your date tonight.” My eyes widened at what he said. He gestured for me to enter, so I walked ahead with him by my side. “You mean, this place was rented for tonight?” I heard him, I was just surprised by what he said. By the looks of it, it must have been expensive to reserve this place; no doubt he was wealthy. There’s still so much I don’t know about him. “Yes, madame
“Shut up! Damn it! Are you really going to be my husband? Shut up, I’ll slap your face, stop it.” The girl with him continued to laugh, and I didn’t know what was happening. So, this girl is his cousin? Now that I’ve had a close look at her, she’s somehow familiar to me. I don’t know if she looks like someone else or if I’ve actually seen her before. “Damn it, Di! It’s me, Mar? Maricar? Seriously! The one who fought with you because I thought you had a crush on Marky! The basketball player from our campus!” That rang a bell, and I suddenly remembered and laughed. “So, you’re the one chatting with this crazy guy?” She’s the Maricar who was talking to this jerk, “I thought he had a girlfriend already, I was about to strangle him.” I joked, but I still looked at this guy in a bad way, he might be mine later. “Oh, so, are you and Baliesteros together?” I was referring to Mark, who was also a star player in basketball, just like Jaxon. Mark confessed to me years ago. We became close at
“I love you,” I exclaimed, startled as I glanced to my side, only to find Jaxon lowering his shades. He was dressed in fitted denim jeans, a white t-shirt, and a denim jacket, paired with high-cut boots. He looked ravishing, but instead of saying those words, I smacked him. “Ouch! Why’d you hit me like that?” he teased, pretending it hurt, though it didn’t. He’s just being dramatic. “You’re ten minutes late, and now you’re acting like nothing happened?” I retorted, smacking him again, and guess what? He was just laughing. What the heck? “Oh no, I’m still young! I’m still a virgin!” he exclaimed, hugging himself, which annoyed me even more. I was already in a bad mood because I was hungry, and now this guy is adding to it? “You’re crazy!” I replied, but I couldn’t help but laugh along with him. “Why were you late anyway?” I started walking, and he grabbed my hand, walking alongside me. Everyone was looking at us, I couldn’t tell if it was because he was with me or because he’s hands