Strings 23: Reunion

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Hindi ko alam kung kinausap niya pa ako bago siya umalis kasi natulala at nahiya na ako sa mga iniisip ko. Hindi na ako nakinig kung nagsalita man siya—because I was thinking that riding TJ seems more enjoyable than horseback riding.

Gago tangina mo Scarlet.

Pure thoughts, Scarlet. Pure thoughts!


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"Kuya, stop copying me!" Narinig kong sigaw ni Jane bago ako pumasok sa parlor.

"Kuya, stop copying me!" Sigaw naman ni TJ.

"My god so annoying!"

"My god so annoying!"

"Ugh!"

"Ugh!"

"Kids, can you stop please?" Naabutan kong nakapamewang si Jamie sa gitna, may isinusukat na dress. Ang iba niyang kapatid ay nakakalat sa couch area—si Jaceon ay nakapwesto sa likod ng ate niya, tinutulungan si Jamie sa pagsukat, si Kuya Jupiter ay nakatutok sa kanyang cellphone, habang si Jane at TJ ay nagtatalo sa pang isahang upuan.

Lahat sila ay naghihintay para sa fitting, inaabangan si Madame Kristine. Pero habang wala pa siya, ako na ang umaasikaso ng ibang kailangang gawin.

Napalingon sila nang marinig ang pagsara ko ng pinto pero bumalik rin sa kanilang ginagawa. Nagtama agad ang mga mata namin ni TJ at mabilis akong umiwas ng tingin.

I've been actively trying to avoid him as if my life depended on it.

"Tumahimik ka nga kuya, you're so ugly." Tinulak niya ang Kuya TJ niyang nakaupo sa kamay ng upuan.

"Ouch Cici?" Biro ni Jamie. Ngayon na tinititigan ko ang kambal, they look different but also similar. Does that make sense?

They have the same eyes that shine like gold when the sun hits them, but where Jamie's features are soft, James' is harsh. With his thick eyebrows, hooked nose, and jaw so sharp he could pass on as a model. Then his lips... his upturned lip is the highlight of all his smirks.

Comparing their looks gave me a reason to ogle at him even though I've been avoiding him since yesterday.

He noticed I was checking him out and I saw how he raised his eyebrows subtly and licked his lips, moisturizing it.

It takes every ounce of professional willpower I have, to look him in the eyes and not imagine how he feels under my body.

How his lips feel as they graze mine. His hand as he squeezes my hips. His erection under my butt.

His breath, his smell, the warmth of his body. Everything.

It's impossible not to think about it... because I dangerously wanted more... and more.

Isang ring ng cellphone ang gumising sa akin sa aking imahinasyon, bago ko napagtantong sa akin nanggaling 'yun.

Si Ate Beauty.

Sinagot ko ang video call at tinago ang aking namumulang mukha sa magkakapatid, lalo na kay TJ.

[Yung mga pangalan talaga na nagsisimula sa 'J' ang hindi mapagkakatiwalaan!]

Napatingin silang lima nang marinig ang sigaw sa cellphone ko.

"Hey, that's jacist of her. That's jacism." Jane mutters.

Nanlaki ang mata ko at agad na lumabas ng parlor, "Ate B! Anong klaseng bungad 'yon. Anong nangyari?"

[Baby yung manliligaw ko, ghinost ako.] Sumbong niya at napanguso.

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