Kayden's car pulls up in front of my apartment. My eyes stare out the window, watching the entire building, which now looks like it just had a huge makeover.Well, a huge construction makeover.Kayden turns off the car's engine and we both alight from the car. Throughout the entire drive to my place, we said nothing to each other. The silence would have been choking, even for me, but thanks to Kayden's car radio, I did not feel the sting of the silence that much.He helps me carry my luggage bag, and being the foodie that I am, I decide to carry the packaged box of food.We ascend the stairs leading to my apartment.In silence.When we finally get to the door of my house, I bring out the door key from my purse. I slip the key into the keyhole and turn it, hearing the door click open. I push the door inside and enter first. Kayden follows me behind, shutting the door behind him.I have lost count of how many times Kayden has been to my house, but now that he is in here, I can't help bu
A MONTH LATER. . . . . .It's been a month.A month since Lisa's birthday. A month since I kissed my bestfriend.And a solid full month of her breaking my heart time and time again as I swipe through her Instagram photos everyday only to be wrenched apart with pictures of her and Christian looking all 'lovey-dovey' and shit.Every. Single. Day.Things are still cool with Lisa and I, but I can't deny the fact that our phone calls are not as often or as long or as funny as they used to be. Most of her time is now gobbled up in her work and in her new love relationship with Christian, which totally makes me sick all time whenever I remember that she finally decided to date that guy.I know something is off between us, but I feel so afraid approaching the topic with her. What do I even say? How do I even begin?Besides, would it even matter? She has a boyfriend now. And at the moment, it is not like I can just blurt out to her how I feel about her. It will be totally awkward, complicated
Hey Lisa!" Sandra squeals, hugging me by her doorway and kissing me on both my cheeks. She tends to overdo the peekings sometimes, but I have grown almost immune to them that they do not even bother me anymore.Besides, she is a damn hot Puerto Rican cute chick with the banging body and bad ass attitude. How can I ever be offended with her?She hugs Christian too and opens the door wider for the both of us to come in."Ethan, Kayden, Lisa and Christian are here already!" She yells towards her sitting room, closing the door behind Christian and I when we come fully into the house.Kayden is already here?I gulp in a breath as Christian and I walk into the sitting room. When we enter, I feel my heart skip a beat when my eyes land on Kayden. He looks so hot and sexy in his black Nike sleeveless shirt and gray sweat pants. The sleeveless shirt proudly shows off the black wing tattoo on his left arm, and his dark hair looks wet, with some of their messy strands falling on the sides of his
I feel like I am drowning into this sofa, my heart tearing into shreds as I watch Lisa and Christian whispering and giggling to each other, their fingers entwined so tight that it makes me sick just by looking at it. Christian's free hand is draped on one of Lisa's exposed thighs, the sight of his caressing fingers on her skin filling me with the rabid thought of chopping them off.I can deal with the obvious kissing show that Sandra and Ethan are obviously displaying by my right side, but my insides are ripping apart just by watching Lisa cuddled up with Christian on that damn sofa directly in front of me, wearing that blue jean shorts that is nearly driving my head insane.And that crop top is also not helping matters. . . . .I know it is not my place to ask, but did what happened between us last month even mean anything to her? Or was it really just a mistake to her?The movie 'Shotgun Wedding' is showing on TV, and I am trying to force my entire body and mind to immense in the ch
After a few minutes of trying to pacify the raging thoughts in my head, I muster up strength and leave the kitchen, my footsteps the only sound echoing lightly through the walls of the empty corridor.Just as I enter the sitting room, I stumble upon Lisa grabbing a bottle of wine and a glass from the mini bar in the dining area. Her eyes catches mine staring at her in surprise.What is she doing here by this time?"Hey." She calls softly. "You are still up?""Yeah. I just came downstairs to grab a bottle of water from the kitchen." I answer, showing her the bottle of water in my hand.My eyes move to the wine in her hand. It is Chardonnay Red alcoholic wine, and it is already past midnight."What's with the wine?" I find myself asking, pointing to the wine in her hands. "It is already past midnight to get yourself drunk you know."She chuckles a laugh. "I am not trying to get myself drunk Kayden. I am just going to have a little. Besides, you are joining me."I scoff. "And who said I
I heave a low sigh of relief when Lisa's eyes finally leave my face to stare down at the drink in her hands."You know, the girl you are going to love is going to be one lucky girl Kayden. And you are even a damn good kisser to top the icing on the cake."Damn it! My ears must be kidding me, because what I heard must be a joke. I am already in love with the girl she is talking about. This girl sitting beside me right now is the girl I love. Lisa Collins is the girl I love. The dumb silent confession hits me like a truck, my heart nearly exploding in a mixture of pain and anger. Fuck this! I am just going to tell her right now how I feel about—"Hey babe." I hear Christian's voice behind us, the surprise it jerks into my body sending back the three words rising in my throat back down into my belly. The three words that has pricked and poked at my heart all these years, begging to be free.He bends down and kisses Lisa's forehead. "I have been looking for you all over the house.""Real
I feel something warm caressing my cheeks, and when I flutter my eyes open, it is to the rays of the morning sun shining into the room and on my face. I groan and turn over to my left side to find Christian's space on the bed empty.Just then, my ears register the sound of running water from the bathroom, and I figure out that he must be in there taking a shower.I yawn, using the back of my hand to cover my mouth as I sit up on the bed. As I rest the back of my head on the headboard of the bed, Christian's marriage proposal to me yesterday comes rushing back into my mind like a tsunami.Something about his proposal does not really make sense. I mean, we have only known each other for like. . . .three weeks. Kissed only twice, which actually felt forceful and blank on my part both times. And also, this relationship with him is not as deep enough for me to even consider marrying him.Marriage is. . . . .BIG. Even if I felt a little bit of erotic love for him, I would still need more ti
When I enter the kitchen, I stumble back at the intense sight of Sandra and Ethan gripping and pulling and kissing each other's brains out."Oh my God guys!" I groan out, my loud voice startling them out of their make out trance. "Can't you both just do stuffs like this in the privacy of your bedroom?"Sandra adjusts her night dress. Ethan runs his hands over his messy hair, both their faces blushing so deeply.I shake my head and simply walk to the kitchen counter, where I take out a bottle of water. I screw the cover open and take a long gulp before closing back the lid of the bottle.When I turn around, I see them leaving the kitchen, their fingers entwined into each other's hold, their faces so close together as they murmur and giggle to each other.I wish I have what they have. Imagine their temerity to mess around even in the kitchen. Something that I can't even do with the guy I love just a few rooms away from mine.My mind goes back to the little conversation I had with Kayden
First, thank you for giving this book a chance. Telling this story was a fast, wild and crazy ride for me, and I can only hope that Lisa and Kayden will be characters that stay with you for a long time. I enjoyed writing this book, but I would love to know if you enjoyed reading it. Your reviews and votes are highly appreciated.Second, during my marathon of writing this book, I curated a special playlist just for this book, and just for you.PLAYLIST:About Love - MarinaAnyone - Justin BieberLove me like you do - Ellie GouldingOnly Everything - Quinn LewisShelter - FINNEASWolves - Selena Gomez ft MarshmelloWar of Hearts - RuelleLost Without you - Freya RidingsTime after Time - Sam SmithWe are in this Together Now - Loving CaliberI hope you enjoy the songs in this playlist just as much as I enjoyed listening to them as I wrote this book.Once again, thank you.(✷‿✷)
TWO MONTHS LATER. . . . . .Morning bliss.I flutter my eyes open, catching beams of warm sunlight spilling into the room, washing all over Kayden's breathtaking face and naked muscled back. He is lying on his stomach, one side of his face half buried into his pillow, his deep emerald eyes wide awake, staring at me.For a while, I suck in the silence of this moment, both of us not saying anything to each other. I love watching him wake up in the mornings, but today, he beat me to it.He shifts on his pillow, sprinkles of his messy hair strands coating his brows."Good morning." I mutter, reaching out to brush the hair strands off his face. "You look so fucking handsome."He smiles. "Is that a compliment or your attempt to try to fuck me?"I bite down on my lower lip, stifling a laugh. "Both."He smirks, lifting up his head from his pillow. He leans over and kisses me. Slow and soft, but yet firm. I feel the fire igniting in my veins, slowly waking up my body muscles. I grab a fistful
ONE MONTH LATER"Alright everyone! It is time. Let's do this!" Maggie shouts, smiling and clutching a big notepad in her arms. She is my second favourite cousin after Jennie. She also happens to be the planner of my wedding with Lisa, and ever since she resorted to the job of carrying around that notepad, I have been having a little bit of difficulty telling apart my 'real cousin Maggie' from the 'work alcoholic Maggie.'The fresh ocean breeze whips through the back of my hair, blowing some of it forward to my face. The beach is beautiful. Just the right choice of place for our wedding tomorrow. As my hands lift to push back the hair crowding over my face, Lisa appears by my side. Her smile is as infectious as usual on me. Her hands push back the hair strands from my face, doing what my hands wanted to do. She plants a soft kiss on my lips and stares up at me like I am the only man in the world."You are so fucking handsome you know that right?"I laugh, flagging my hand over my face.
I roll my eyes."What?" I ask.He takes in a breath, and just as I am about to ask him again why he is stopping me from eating my chicken, he pulls out a red box from the pocket of his overcoat and gets down on one knee.His hand opens the box, and I gasp at the sight of the most beautiful diamond ring I have ever seen.My chest tightens. I can't breathe. I can't even move.I snap to Sandra. "Sandra, what is happ—"The rest of my question sinks down my throat when I catch the little witch on her feet, holding her phone in an angle that just screams that she is taking pictures of us, probably even making a video too.I turn back to Kayden, gulping in a breath. His handsome face wears a smile that is doing crazy things to my head and heart and belly."What are you doing?” I croak, barely even hearing my voice.“Can't you see? I am trying to propose to you in the middle of a Chicken Grill Spot by the corner of the street."Oh. My. God.My heart pounds against my chest as he takes my left
FOUR MONTHS LATER"Sandra, it's been twenty minutes already. Are we not there yet?" I groan, looking out the window as Sandra's car flashes by various houses and road side shops.I turn my eyes back to her. "I hope this new boutique you are taking us to is worth your explanation for dragging me out of my house."She glances at me, flashing me a smile. "Come on babe. Relax."When Sandra came to my house this morning saying that she needed my help to grab some fashion pieces from a boutique she claims to be new in town, I agreed to help her. But I never knew the drive to the so called boutique will be this far.And I am getting tired."Are you sure we haven't passed the boutique?" I ask, shifting in my seat."No." She shakes her head, her fingers tapping on the steering wheel in tune to the hip-hop music playing from the car's radio.“It feels like we have been driving around in circles.” I complain.She laughs. "We are almost there. Come on Lisa. Just a few more minutes.""Alright." I
"Are you expecting someone?" Lisa asks, one of her hands placed lightly over my chest."No," I shake my head. "But I guess it is probably Sandra or Ethan or both of them."Her face lits up. "Might be true. Well, if they are the ones at the door, then I can't wait to hear how ridiculous their karaoke date went."I laugh. "Ethan can't sing shit."She chuckles a laugh. "Yeah I know that. Well, let me go che—"I place my finger on her lips, silencing her. "Stay here. I will go."I turn around and leave the kitchen, but not without hearing Lisa chirping out, "Awwnn, that is so sweet."I halt in my tracks and snap back at her. She gets the memo, but ends up laughing. I shake my head. Just then, the door bell rings again, drawing my attention. I turn back around and head to the door.After checking through the doorbell camera and seeing that it is just Sandra and Ethan, I sigh, grateful that it is not anyone from the office.My hand moves to open the door, but I hold back midway.Wait! If Sa
Sunlight fliters into the room from the windows, falling over Lisa's beautiful sleeping face. She lies on her back, calm and peaceful, her hair sprawled over the pillow as her chest rises up and down in steady quiet breaths.God, she is so beautiful. . . . . . She stirs beside me, her face that was once facing the ceiling now turned to me. Her eyes flutter open, her dark long lashes giving way to the beauty of her deep blue eyes.Her lips curve into a beautiful smile that stops my heart for a moment when she catches me staring down at her.God, I will give anything to be the only one who exclusively gets to watch her as she wakes up every morning. . . . . ."Hey," she mutters, sounding sleepy. "Good morning."I smile down at her. "Good morning."We stare at each other in silence, drinking each other in. I still can't believe that she is mine, that after all these years, I finally get to hold her and kiss her and stare at her like this without having to throw away my face every time sh
We snap back our eyes to each other, our hands still gripping the saucepan."Give me the pan Kayden. I want to wash it. You can go check the pizza before it burns."He tries to resist, but my pulling grip on the saucepan is tight. He finally succumbs, seeing how hellbent I am about being the one to wash the saucepan. Of course I can't let him do everything in this kitchen alone.As I wash the saucepan, he brings out the pizza. The aroma fills the air, and I can definitely tell that it is chicken pizza. My favorite.Done with washing the saucepan, I wipe it with the dishcloth before placing it back with the other kitchen pots and utensils. Kayden has already carried the pizza to the table at the center of the living room. Just as he walks into the kitchen to carry the tray containing the mugs of milk, I grab the tray from where it is seated on the kitchen counter. Kayden opens his mouth, probably to argue with me, but I brush past him and head into the living room, hearing his footstep
In this surreal moment, all I can see, all I can breathe, is Kayden.At first, surprise freezes my body to ice, keeping my eyes open, but then the firecracking sensations of Kayden's soft lips moving on mine begins to heat up every hair fiber of my skin. I flutter my eyes close, welcoming it, allowing myself to be lost in him and in this breathtaking kiss.I have waited for so long to feel this way, and now that it is happening, it is everything I have ever dreamed of it to be and more.He tastes like buttermint, just the same way he tasted the last time we kissed. His hands cup my cheeks as his lips continue to claim my mouth, tender but firm, moving expertly over each of my lips with insatiable fire and need, allowing me to also simultaneously taste his lips and not just one. I grip the soft material of his sleeveless shirt to support my stance as his heated lips continue to send zaps and bolts of electricity down my spine, nearly crippling me to the floor.God, this feels so good.