Richard Faulkner, Jr. and Madeline "Dei" Mendez have been best friends since college, with a hint of something more in between. Theirs is a romance that never quite made it, and decided the friendship was too precious, and dedication to their craft...
Wordlessly, because she was too emotional to speak, she gave him her hand. The ring slipped in perfectly, looking elegant on her slim hand. He looked at her, hair blowing in the wind, admiring her beauty, basking in the glow of her happiness.
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He kissed her hand and held it against his chest.
"Akin ka lang, ha Dei?"
"Same, Jay. Akin ka lang."
She stood on tiptoe to kiss him, and just like before, their tears mingled as they kissed. Her arms reached up to bring him closer, one hand running through his hair, pulling him by the nape. His hands roamed over her back, her sides, stopping at just above her waist, then meeting at the small of her back.
The sun was slowly setting, the leaves rustled and the waters stirred. Dei buried her face in his chest, taking in his scent, saying a short prayer of thanks that finally, things were stable between them. She glanced up at him.
"Jay......"
"Yes, love?"
"I want to go back to our room now."
She gave him a knowing look, and wordlessly, Richard led the way back.
They had a light dinner, some sandwiches and salad. They couldn't look at each other, there was an unmasked need in their eyes that was undeniable. When Richard settled the bill and pulled her up from her seat, their hands were cold and it wasn't because of the weather.
He let her take a shower and freshen up, knowing she was nervous. There was wine in the room and she sipped a little, thankful it was a mild apple wine that was sweet and relaxing. She was seated at the couch that was leaning against the window, looking out at the moonlit lake when Richard got out of the shower. He was wearing a thin white shirt and boxers, she was clad in her satin nightdress and robe.
He approached her and took a sip from her glass. He sat beside her and opened his legs to cage her body inside. He took a whiff of her flowery scent and buried his nose in the crook of her neck and shoulder.
"Do you remember when we first met, Dei? I remember how soft your lips were when I kissed you. Sa classroom pa lang, I already noticed your eyes. Best feature mo yan."
She turned slightly to kiss him. "When you kissed me I wanted to get angry but I couldn't. I felt weak-kneed. Ang lala natin baby, para tayong high school."
"I think God really meant for us to meet, Dei. Kahit na naghiwalay tayo then, we found our way back to each other. Huwag na tayo maghiwalay, ha?"
"Yes, Jay. Tapos na yun. I will never doubt my feelings for you again."
She turned to him and cupped his face with her hands, her mouth touching his. He wrapped his arms around her body and bent backwards, his head leaning against the armrest, her body now on top his.
A/N Follow me to the viewing room, please. But come back here, my dears 😊
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He woke up in the middle of the night without her at his side. He stood up and saw her typing away on her laptop. He attempted to peek at what she was doing but she closed her laptop and pinched his cheek.
"Bawal....."
"What was that anyway?"
"Wala lang, it was a letter I composed for you. Not yet done."
"Letter? Why would you write me one? Are we separating?"
"No! Ano ka ba? I'm just writing down things I want to say but can't, face-to-face."
"Ang lungkot. Why can't you say it face-to-face?"
"Ang emo eh. Let it rest, baby. When the time is right, I will give it to you."
He didn't know why but he was uneasy about that letter. It was like a sense of foreboding. Even after she led him back to bed, snuggled close to his arms, he felt a shiver of apprehension.
He kissed her with a desperation that scared him.
Not again, Lord. Please don't give her back to me only to take her away from me again.
