One Lost Summer (Brave Series #2)

Chapter 15: Grale

 Ashton Grale Buenavista

Mahaba ang naging titigan nilang dalawa. He always admired Majarlika's hazel eyes. Sa tuwing tinititigan niya ang mga ito ay parang nararamdaman niya ang init ng unang dampi ng sikat ng araw sa kanyang balat o ang amoy ng hangin sa umaga. Her eyes are like windows for beautiful mornings, a good reason to wake up and wait for the sunrise.

Bumaba ang kanyang tingin sa mga labi nito. She has small crossbow lips, a shade of cherry. When she smiles, laughs, frowns, pouts, he just can't help but to focus on it. Like it was an automatic response made for him.

Muling umangat ang kanyang tingin at tinitigan ng mariin ang kabuuang mukha ng dalaga. She was a fucking angel and that's the best word that can describe her.

But then he was pulled back when Majarlika just suddenly threw a laugh, deep and rasping, the sound curling around his core.

His eyes watched her with amazement when realization drew onto him.

"Did you just... pull a prank on me, miss De Luna?"

Humina ang tawa nito at kinagat ang pang ibabang labi upang pigilan ang ilan pang tawa na kumakawala sa bibig. Bumaba muli ang tingin niya roon at wala sa sarili siyang napalunok.

"Majarlika, that wasn't a good joke," irap niya.

She chuckled. "Why? Did you really consider kissing me?"

Pinaningkitan niya ito ng tingin. "Is this question a trap again?"

Natatawa itong umiling. "Hindi kita type, Grale."

"And we're back at that again? Alam mong hindi ako naniniwala riyan, Maj." He's smirking, raising her a brow.

Ngumuso ang dalaga. "Totoo nga."

"Sure."

"Really, Grale. Hindi kita type."

"Okay. Cool."

"Hindi talaga kita type."

He smirked. "Who are you even trying to convince here, baby? Me or yourself?"

Natigilan ang dalaga kaya't mas lalong lumawak ang ngisi sa mga labi ni Grale. He damn likes it when he catches her off guard. When he put a different reaction on her face. It's like damn trophies he's always dying to win.

He moved closer to her again and rested his one arm on her chair behind. His finger reached for her chin slowly guiding her to face him.

She swallowed, smoke of anticipation and confusement both swirling in her eyes.

Grale smirk went wider. "It's okay. Type naman kita."

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Kinabukan inasikaso ni Grale ang mga gamit na dadalhin niya pabalik ng Manila. Isang maleta lang iyon at isinakay na rin niya sa compartment ng kotse. Tasha actually called him last night at nag-offer itong sunduin na lang siya ng chopper, but he declined.

Isa pa, walang mag d-drive ng kotse ni Tasha pabalik dahil plano na rin niyang dalhin ang sariling kotse pabalik ng Ilocos.

Yes, he's planning to return. He can't swallow the idea of not coming back here. It's like a tore in his chest thinking he wouldn't be able to see this beautiful place again and Majarlika...

He knows he feels something for her... Maybe not the same as what he feels for Thea, but sure there is something deeper about how his heart beats faster and his day brightens just by seeing the girl.

She's is like a breath of fresh air.

He reached for his phone and typed a message for Majarlika. Hindi sila nakapag sabay sa almusal kanina dahil may inasikaso ang dalaga sa Plaza. Hindi naman nito sinabi kung ano.