Ang tanda tanda ko na, ngayon ko pa talaga nakalimutan ang bilin ng mga magulang ko na "Don't talk to strangers" at "Don't go with strangers."
I don't think I'll ever have alcohol for a good while after this.
Masyado akong nawala sa mga naiisip na pwedeng kahinatnan ng gabing ito kaya halos magulat nalang ako nang makitang nasa harapan ko na pala siya. Wala akong magawa kundi tumititig sa kanya, getting lost in the green specs of his hazel eyes, his manly scent filling my nostrils.
I didn't think he'd get even more handsome, pero parang mas gumwapo pa siya ngayong halos wala ng distansiya sa pagitan namin.
He inches closer and his sharp nose almost brushes mine. He looks at me with so much intensity in his hooded eyes, na parang lasing na lasing rin siya sa kakatitig sa akin. I feel his warm breath fan my face, at pati yata hininga nito ay mabango.
I shudder when he gently takes hold of my hands, his fingers softly grazing my skin. Napalunok ako, closing my eyes as he leans in. A shaky breath escapes from the back of my throat when I feel his nose graze against the expanse of my neck, his breath tickling my skin.
Ramdam na ramdam ko ang paghaharumentado ng puso ko, racing a million miles per second, lalo na nang sinimulan niyang patakan ng marahan na mga halik ang leeg ko. Hindi ko na namalayan na mahigpit ko na palang pinipisil ang kanyang mga kamay as I shut my eyes tight, my lips pressed into a thin line.
My body is tensed and stiff, my brain going into overdrive as I anticipate and play the many possible consequences of my actions in my head. I swallow a lump in my throat as another shiver runs across my skin.
Nang bigla siyang tumigil siya ginagawa ay unti unti akong napadilat. I catch him staring at me, his dark hooded eyes brooding with dark intensity, and for some reason, I can also see a hint of softness into its depths.
Parang hindi ako makahinga habang tinitingnan siya, dahil taliwas sa intensidad ng kaniyang mga mata ay ang lambot ng pagkakahawak niya sa aking mga kamay.
I bite my bottom lip to stop it from quivering, at kitang kita ko kung paano panandaliang nalipat ang paningin niya mula sa mga mata ko patungo sa mga labi ko.
"Are you okay?" He asks me with a low voice as he returns his eyes on me.
I can only look away, pursing my lips, unable to hold his stare dahil pakiramdam ko natutunaw ako. Pero hinanap niya muli ang mata ko, bending down to seek my orbs. Nang magtama ulit ang mga mata namin ay napilitan na akong tingnan siya ng diretso.
"Do you want to do this?"
I stare at him at his question. For some reason I find an odd comfort at that. Is he giving me a choice? Naisip ko bigla, kapag ba sinabi kong hindi ay hahayaan niya kaya akong umalis?
Letting out a small breath, I shake my head, pursing my lips.
Nang nahuli ko siyang tumango ay para akong nabunutan ng tinik. I let out a breath of relief, running my hands over my face as I take a step back away, turning around. "Oh my gosh," sambit ko sa sarili.
I release another breath as I pace around his living room, running my fingers through my hair. I can't believe I allowed myself to go this far. Nang lingonin ko siyang muli ay nahuli ko siyang nakatitig pa rin sa akin, ang mga kamay ay nakapirmi sa bewang.
Kahit na sobrang laki ng espasyo ng lugar ay parang napupuno niya pa rin ito at how big he looks. He really is tall.
"You know," I turn to him, "I really am sorry. I-I was drunk, well I still am, but," I stammered as I try to apologize for getting tangled with him in this mess, "I really don't know why I-I did that. Sorry if naperwisyo pa kita, uhm---"
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