French Kiss in Paris

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

I move my sleeping position and faces to the opposite side and then my usual reflexes when I'm comfortably sleeping-unconscious, I extended my arms and cuddled myself with a soft pillow.

I was about to fall back asleep when I feel that there's something wrong. Dahan-dahan kong kinapa ang bagay na yakap-yakap ko. Marahan ko itong pinisil and it's not the usual fabric I'm feeling at. Iba sigurong klase ito ng cotton? Hindi ako sigurado. And when I traveled my hands, that's when I finally figured out what's going on. 

What I felt is something hard, stiff, and sturdy. Agad kong iminulat ang mata ko ng bumungad sa akin si Cashel. And we're freaking close to each other—like an inches away at mukhang titiradurin na naman niya ako ng labi niya. But I immediately retrieved my arms from him.

"Parang diring-diri ka?" he tried his best to speak in tagalog but it's hella funny when he does that.

I pushed him away from me then I crouched on the bed. I even checked myself kung nakasuot pa ba ang damit ko and that was a moment of relief for me. I shoot sharp glares at him for doing what he did on me. And he's not playing it seriously, palagi naman niya akong tinatawanan. It's kinda annoying and cute pero minsan gusto ko na lang siyang kaltukan para matauhan.

"Anong ginawa mo sa akin?" it sounded like an accusation pero parang gano'n na nga rin.

"I didn't do anything," and his sound so defensive. Inilingan niya ang ulo niya para patunayang wala siyang ginawa sa akin.

"Did you kiss me?"

"Do you want me to kiss you?" he immediately countered.

Binatuhan ko siya ng matalim na tingin. "I'm not joking. Did you kiss me, or do anything to me while I'm sleeping?"

"No?" and he's confused now, literally. "What's the big deal anyway? The last time we shared the bed, we kissed so hard that we fell asleep right after. I mean, we both like it, right?"

He scratches his head and I'm madly fuming. Kinalma ko na lamang ang sarili ko dahil hindi ako pwedeng papadala sa emosyon ko. And for the record, nasa bahal nila ako kaya he has the right to sleep anywhere he wants even shared a bed with me. And I guess he's a bed warmer too, but I'm not expecting to sleep with him again so soon after what we did the other night. At kung iba ang nakapa ko rito kay Cashel, I'll be playing it so hard at baka ikahina niya 'yon.

"Ano ba kasing ginagawa mo rito? Didn't you see me sleeping?"

"I did," sabay tango nito.

"O, 'yon naman pala, pa'no tayo nagkatabi?"

He grinned at alam kong sa mga ngiting iyon ay nakatago ang mga masasamang balak niya. "When I head downstairs to grab our bags and when I came back, you're already asleep with the phone on your hand. And it seems like you're smiling... are you thinking of me while you're sleeping, Cosette?"

Sinapo ko ang unan sa pagmumukha niya. Masyadong mahangin. Ibang lalaki kaya ang nasa isip ko no'n. Masyadong assuming. Porque gwapo, siya na lang palagi ang relevant? Sheez.

"Mukha mo, assuming ka," irap ko pa sa kanya. "And then what happened? How did you end up in the bed with me?"

"I was tired, Cosette," he sighs, at nakuha niya pang magmakaawa sa tono niya. "You were sleeping like an angel there and I had to sleep there too. You're like sleeping on cloud nine. Then momentarily, I also fell asleep. Adie and I woke up early to prepare and so are you... we're all tired and sleep so I guess we deserved it."

I make faces to him, showing irritations. "Anong oras na ba?"

He looked at his expensive gold watch. "Il est cinq heures et demie dans l'après-midi."