I am a logical person. I used to think more than once before arriving at a decision. I used to have a system. But that was before. When I met him, I felt like everything I’ve done was out of impulsiveness. I used to not think things through when it comes to him. When something involves him, I become this stupid person who's decision making skills is crazy. Smart people are dumb in love. Maybe that's true. I’m probably a walking example. But there’s no love involved. Just him. Just Zandrey. But I still make myself a fool. “Is there anything you want to say, Ai?” He inquired. His face looks like he’s expecting me to say something very life changing. And I feel like he has an idea what it is. He’s smart. He can probably figure it out. But how can I ever tell him that that's all I need from him? “Come on,” he urged. He really knows. I can feel it. He can read me well. He then chuckled. “Or do you want me to be the one to make the proposal?” Damn. I knew i
Zandrey followed me to the office. I was just trying to remain silent. On the other hand, he was saying a lot of things while we were on the way to the office. He seems to have unlimited topics in his head. Andrei really got that from him. “I actually have something to ask also,” he said when we were riding the elevator. We're the only ones inside. “‘What?” I queried. Whenever people say that line, I don’t know why but I always feel nervous. I know I'm not doing anything bad and questions shouldn’t make me nervous, but heck, it makes me feel uneasy until I hear the question itself. “‘Would you like to meet Mom?” He questioned. He means my biological mom and his stepmom. “Why?” “She’s been asking me to ask you,” he replied. "Is it okay with you?" Is it okay with me? Sure, we were civil the last time we saw each other, but it has been weeks and I’m not sure if that would still be the same. Until now, I still don't know what to feel about things. A part of me also
“Zandrey…” I called. It's already late in the night but I kept on waking up tonight. I feel so uneasy. I checked on Andrei earlier. The kid said his head hurts and he also wasn't able to go to school earlier. I called Zandrey earlier what medicine to give Andrei. When he had his break, he quickly went here to check on Andrei. He left medicines and more instructions. But that was earlier around noon. It's already in the middle of the night right now, but I'm still worried. I still keep on checking his temperature from time to time. He wasn't that hot earlier. But the most recent check I did, it was too high. So the first thing I did was call Zandrey. “Hey… How’s Andrei?” He asked in his softest voice. I could hear him walking. I don't know what he's doing right now. He’s still in the hospital. “His temperature went up again. Should I just bring him there?” I asked. I'm really worried right now and in times like this and when it comes to my son, I sometimes lose my mind. “M
R18. “Andrei might wake up…” I said in a whisper. I was having a hard time talking comprehensively. Every word I want to say is threatening to come out as a moan. No one's here to hear or see us but I'm still not sure about doing it here. “We’ll keep it down, Ai…” he murmured against my skin. But I doubt we’ll be able to keep it down. Stopping a moan to come out is already a huge challenge. “What if... Andrei will wake up…” Zandrey stopped kissing my neck and looked at me in the eyes. “And he'll look for us? What if his head will hurt again and his fever might come back.” He just smiled at me, like he was so amused by me. “Andrei’s going to be just fine,” he said. He sounds so sure. Well, he’s a doctor. And hearing him say that kind of made me feel quite at ease. “You keep on stressing yourself about it. Let me help you forget for a while,” he added in a whisper. And the next I knew, his lips crushed on mine. It was an aggressive kiss, begging to be answered. A
We were both spent when we went back to the room. We tried our very best to keep quiet so we won't wake Andrei up. “I need to take a bath,” I whispered. This is the only way we can talk. We can't talk loudly at this time. “Are you asking for my permission?” He said in a teasing tone. There was a grin pasted on his lips. God. He’s a temptation I need not to see frequently! “I’m just informing you.” “I also need to take a bath. Do you want to shower together?” I looked at him with knitted brows. I don't know with this guy. Every chance he gets to entice me into doing the deed with him, he would definitely grab it. Now I'm not sure who between us want this set up more. “And what? Also do it in the bathroom?” I muttered. I then turned my back to go to my closet. I need to get clothes so I'll just change my clothes inside the bathroom. Zandrey might do something crazy when he sees me changing in front of him. Zandrey chuckled. “Why? I don’t think we’ve tried doing it
I wanted a complete family for Andrei. I really do. Because I know what it feels like to not have the other parent beside you. I grew up without a mother. I explored the world without a motger's guidance. I faced my problems and solved them without the help of a mother. I knew I grew up well. Even if I don't have a mother beside me while growing up, my dad was there. And even when he was a little neglectful of me before, I kept reminding myself that it won't be forever… that my dad will come to his senses and go back to being my dad. I had to be strong on my own while growing up. I've made mistakes but I also learned to straightened them by myself. So far, I knew I grew up well. Apparently, when you're a parent, it's a different feeling. Not being able to have a complete family for your children has a different kind of pain. When I was a child, I accepted my fate because I thought it was my reality. But seeing my own son wonder why our set up is different from his other cla
I don't know what kind of preparation I should do. I don’t know how to prepare for me and my Mom’s meeting. I don't really know her so I don't know how to be around her. But then I thought, that's why we're meeting because we're trying to meet each other. Why am I torturing myself so much? Sometimes, anxiety really gets to me. Since I still have time before our actual meeting, I decided to check on the reports for the past week. I just set an alarm so I don't lose track of time. In the middle of focusing on work, my phone vibrated. It was a text from Zandrey. From: Zandrey Are you still doing well there? There was a grin emoji after that text. Even in texts, he still grins a lot. For all I know, he’s trying to make fun of me. He knows I'm feeling a little uneasy about meeting my mom. He should be there, but because he's still at work, he said he'll just follow right after his shift. I sent him an emoji with rolling eyes. Just a few seconds after hitting send, my
Our meeting started being awkward and very reserved. I thought it would last the entire time we're together, because I just knew I'm not the type of person who adjusts easily. She’s my mom, but I still have reservations. What can I do? We've never known each for more than two years. But then she started talking about how she and dad first, how dad pursued her, and everything that happened before they had me. There was something in her eyes while she was telling their story. I wanted to ask her if she still loves my father, but I decided against it. I feel like it won’t be appropriate because dad has Mommy Miranda now. I was able to ask questions about her and her family. There was extreme sadness in her face while she was telling the story of his family. Her parents, who are my grandparents I never met, are really strict and authoritative, and not to mention manipulative. She thinks it’s best I didn’t meet them. Oddly, we didn't even noticed the time. After we had our meal at t