"We're going to eat at the grill after the shift. Are you sure you're not really coming?" Rian asked as I immediately asked. I don't have plans about it. Also, Mom ordered me to go through the supermarket before going home. I still have things to buy so I won't be coming.
"Because Mama ordered me. It's just you, Rian." He smirked at my refusal. I just chuckled and left her to accommodate another customer.
Rose visited me that day. She told a story about the new man she met. He was hopeful there again and he seemed to have forgotten recently when he cried because of Baldo's deception. I warned her about this guy she just met. But he said that he was kind and that I had nothing to worry about. Even so, I can't help but get worried. That's what he always says. Then in the end, nothing either.
"Don't worry. On our next date, we'll visit here so you can meet him. I'm sure you'll like him, Kaia! And oh, he mentioned that he has a male cousin. I'll include that too for
"Aren't you busy? You said you're still in Manila for a week?""I can work even I'm here," he replied, eyes focused on the road. When the red light came to us, he just looked at me."What's the name of the bastard?" he asked. My forehead furrowed, eventually also understanding who he was referring to. Bastard. That seems to matter to Damian."Damian.""Last name?"I leaned back in the chair. "That's not necessary, Sage." Why is he still trying to find out Damian's last name? What is he planning? Whatever it is I think, it shouldn’t be."Just tell me.""What will you do?"He did not answer and started the car again. I didn't even speak. When we arrived at the supermarket, I told him that he could just wait in the car. But he insisted that he'll come with me. Eventually I just let him do what he wanted to happen."You can wait there. You just got back from work ..." I was going to get a cart but he got ahead of me.
"What did you say?" Sage lowered the cup to the table and looked at me intently as if unable to believe what he heard. I felt like my cheeks are burning. Realizing how I said it, I noticed how scandalous it sounded."I mean, you can sleep in my room. I'll just put it next to Mama ..." I bit the insides of my lower lip subtly. The wrinkle on his forehead was gone, now enlightened. But he didn't seem to agree with what I said."Sounds good. But I don't want to rob you of your bed. I've lost a bit of sleep because of the coffee. I'll just drive.""Are you sure? I can really be in Mama's room. I'm too busy for you tonight. It's embarrassing if I just let you go like that ... But if you insist, go ahead. Just be careful when driving ... "If he doesn't want to, don't! I will not insist.The side of his rose for a smirk. It was as if someone had noticed something good."Yeah. I should go now. Maybe I'll be sleepy again and ..." he trailed off and
I shook my head. He didn't need to know that anymore. I'll handle my personal affairs. I don't need to tell him about it."Are you sure?""Only Brenda texted ..."Doubt was evident on his eyes. I shook my head and averted my gaze. He never asked about that again."If you want some music, you can connect your phone."I did exactly what he said. For well not too awkward and not boring. But I don't think my choice of music suits his taste. I don't even think he's the man who likes listening to music as pastime.Those like him, probably spends his free time with women who can entertain him the way he wants it. Surely, he can lure them on his feet without any sweat or even saying any word. That’s how I feel about him. A man who's air is like a vast darkness, dangerous."Do you want to eat something?" he asked in the middle of the trip."I'm not hungry yet ...""Okay ..."It was past eleven o'clock when we arrived
I averted my eyes and my mother left. I walked first but eventually he accompanied me. He snaked his arm on my waist. He pulled me closer to him when we met a porter.I removed the summer hat when it came to the car. He also took off his fedora."I'll be the one to go inside," he said as we stopped at a fast food restaurant. I was left in the car so I just scrolled my newsfeed in facebook. Suddenly a message pops up from Rose.Rose:Hope everyone has a date with Mr. Hottie!Brenda must have told him. No one else knows my walk today.Me:This isn't a date.Rose:Really? Hahaha! Neknek mo ulul!I didn't reply and just listened to the music while waiting for Sage. I leaned back in my chair and thought about taking a nap first.I just woke up when I heard a voice. I spotted Sage, talking on the cellphone. He has returned. I blinked and adjusted the seating. He glanced at me once."Tomorrow, Ma ..." he sa
"We're at the mansion, Mang Lucio," said Sage and guided me away. He put his hand on my waist. I drifted away, wanting to get away from the curious eyes of the people there. But we hadn't gone far when the woman chased us."I will heal your wound so I can recover," he said softly. But her eyes are telling me she has another motive for offering that. I pursed my lips."Not anymore, Kara. Excuse us," Sage said coldly.The mansion's exterior looks old, giving an ancient vibes. Its garden is extensive and the bermuda seems to always be taken care of. Just in front of it, a wide corn plantation lies. I wonder when did this mansion was built. Was it during her grandmother's time? Or is it older?Entering, the marble floor greeted us. On the hall, a huge and old fashioned chandelier is hanging at the center. The walls are cream colored. There is a large portrait of a couple in the middle. Probably it's his grandmother and grandfather. I assumed it was taken on t
My hand was in my pocket, the other was holding the thin sling of the bag as I looked back and forth at the floor and at the closed door of Sage's room.I felt uneasy as I waited for him to come out. It was only recently that I had the courage to do those things to him. But now that I'm in the right state of mind, I realized I was too careless with my words and actions.The door clicked. I looked up at the door. At the same time was the release of Sage. He's now wearing a gray shirt. It looks like she has a lot of clothes here. Well, it's his family's mansion. That's natural so I shouldn't be surprised.He gestured me to walk first, and so I did. Even in the back I could still smell his scent. Or maybe I was too struck with it a while ago that it didn't left my senses until now."I'm sorry for the accident. I'll be more careful next time," he said as we walked down the stairs."Don't be sorry for something that's not your fault. You didn't want wha
We should have gone out of the mansion first to take a walk as he said. As soon as I came out, I was immediately amazed at the extent of their land. The corn plantation is very wide, too. The crops seemed to dance with every gust of wind.The wind blew my hair silently, as if whispering something surreal. The fresh air really did help on the sun's heat. Because there I could not feel the heat of the sun. It was fine and cloudy so the sun didn't hurt the skin. Aside from that, the air here is very refreshing, too. If only I could really walk around here always I would."Are you sure you're fine with the sun?" Sage asked.I noticed he's really bothered with it. Are the women with him like that? Sensitive to low heat? Maybe so. Of course the rich are what he wants. Those elite women are born in golden chambers, unlike me who grew up in slums."I'm not that sensitive, Sage." I smiled a little.He raised an eyebrow at the same time looking at my arm. I
"Let's enroll together on Monday, ha! I said goodbye to Mama so you can take time off from work that day!" said Rose when she visited me at the coffee shop after telling me about a man she met on a dating app."Are you sure Tita is okay?""Yes!"I nodded and smiled. "Thank you ...""Sage will pick you up today?""Yes why?""I hope all the lovelife is abundant, what?" She laughed. I was shaken."Because I would have taken you to the mall, eh! You know, like we always do. You can bring your boyfie and then I'll bring a boylet for happy–""I do not have a boyfriend."He smirked. "It's ungrateful, oh! Just your baby boy Mongreco!""Stop it, Rose!"He laughed. "Okay, fine! Your poging driver. Okay?""I'm not his driver either." That term doesn't suit him."E, what? Your wife, girl? Is also the height of the dream!" she joked and sipped on her milkshake. Her eyes rolled. I just chuckled.