Love Until It Hurts (Monteverde Series 4)

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Chapter Sixteen

"Zade..." Namumula ang buong mukha ni Sam habang ako ay nakangiti lang sa kanya. She looked cute. I love cute. Cute looks beautiful on her.

            "Shhh," I whispered before unbuttoning her blouse.

            Nakaupo lang siya sa kama habang nakatingin sa mukha ko, habang ako ay abala sa pagtatanggal ng butones ng damit niya. Tinanggal ko ito sa kanya at maayos na tinupi, inilagay ko ito sa gilid ng kama. Isinunod kong tanggalin ang palda niya.

            "Kaya ko namang paliguan ang sarili ko," she said in a voice that lacks conviction. I gave her a small smile before scooping her up. She produced a yelp before encircling her arms around my neck. Ipinasok ko siya sa banyo at iniupo sa isang monoblock na inilagay ko sa loob kanina. She started reaching out for the dipper but I glared at her.

            "Ako na," saad ko bago kumuha ng isang tabong puno ng tubig. I gently poured water on her and she gasped.

            Ilang beses ko pa siyang binuhusan ng tubig bago ko kinuha ang sachet ng shampoo. She watched me as I tore the sachet open with my mouth. Naglagay ako ng shampoo sa kamay ko at iminasahe ito sa buhok niya. She was just staring at me and I stared back at her, too.

            Pakiramdam ko ay nalulusaw sa saya ang puso ko. Dad always tells me that his heart melts whenever he does something for Mom. Ganito pala ang pakiramdam. Ang sarap pala talagang pagsilbihan ang taong mahal mo. Bathing her feels like a natural thing to do.

            "Zade nilalagyan mo na ng shampoo ang mukha ko." Sumimangot si Sam at natawa na lang ako. She was adorably beautiful. The kind of beautiful that can light a dark grey sky.

            "Sorry, I got distracted." Sagot ko bago hinaplos ang mga bulang papunta na sa mga mata niya. She reached for the soap and scrubbed herself while I continued massaging shampoo on her hair. It was teamwork.

            "Talikod ka muna." She requested and I cocked an eyebrow.

            "Excuse me, Ms. Antonio, pero nasilayan na ng mga mata ko ang mga gusto mong itago." I teased her but she scowled at me.

            "Andeng naman."

            "C'mon, babe."

            Matagal niya akong tinitigan. "You called me babe..." She muttered.

            "Yeah, well—"

            "I like it." She smiled at me and it made me smile, too. Her smiles are contagious. Everytime she beams at me, I feel the need to beam back at her.

            "I can't thoroughly soap myself if I don't remove these," sabi niya pagkatapos ituro ang mga natitira niyang saplot. I gave her a grin.

            "Then remove it." I suggested helpfully.

            "But you're watching." She pointed out and I groaned, giving up.

            "Fine. Call me when you're done. I'll be standing outside the door." She nodded and I walked out, leaving her inside to clean herself up.

            Kumuha na ako ng bihisan niya at inilapag iyon sa kama, 'yung mga pinag hubaran niya ay nilagay ko na rin sa marumihan. I felt like I was her husband and it made my heart pound faster. I liked the idea, loved it, even. Pagkatapos lang ng ilang sandali ay tinawag niya na ako. Pumasok akong muli at nakita kong naabot niya na ang tuwalya at nakabalot na ito sa kanya. She reached out for me with a smile, "I'm done."