Chapter 2

CHAPTER 2

"Hey!", he called. He is standing behind the door in our room. He just got out of the bathroom with only a piece of towel down his body. I just got from outside after roaming around the place. I'm totally trapped here in the suite and I don't have any choice.

He's topless. I can see his goddamn gorgeous body. He has six pack dinner roll that looks really delectable. What the hell am I thinking?

Bullet of sweats is dripping down on me as I am looking in his sight, he caught my eyes that's staring on his body using his eyes too. He smirked. I looked elsewhere. Feeling! Yummy?

"Hey! Love are you okay? You're turning red. Why?", he then looked at his wet body. He nodded and a playful smile curved on his lips. Yumm-!

My cheeks are turning red, darker than the apple, but hell he cares! This is the first time I saw like that in person, indeed high definition quality. I looked at him straight in the eyes and scowled. You should control yourself, Lovemir.

"Hey, why are you smiling like that? Get dressed now", I stuttered as I said that. What the hell, I'm making him think of something like ugh! I am literally punching myself in my head. Too vulgar.

He walked near me. "Sorry Love, but I don't understand you. What is it again? "

"Ah... What? Go in the bathroom, dress yourself", I pointed out the bathroom and looked away. He's really importunate.

As he slowly walked near me, I also slowly stepped back and damn, I can now feel the dashboard of the bed. Is this dead end?

Shit! Maybe I will be raped in no time!

Don't!

I badly want to shout, but there's no sound coming out. I just found myself gawking on his keen eyes.

His arms went to the table beside the bed, he got a plain white v- neck shirt. He chuckled before going to the bathroom. That's what he'll do, I thought…

He got back to the bathroom. To get dressed? Aw!

I mean, he should. Definitely!

He might get a cold or a fever if not.

Concerned?

Yes!

As a fellow citizen.

As a human being.

Bumalik na ito sa bathroom, magbibihis na? Aw!

I somehow realized that I'm not unfortunate.

I am lucky to have a H---

Good person to be in the same room. He isn't also look bad, just like how I thought he is and maybe I am just an advance thinker. That he's just kind to let me stay with him not because he's going to make me a thing or even raping me. Or did he think that I will going to fall for him? Because he's handsome with abs and what more?

I'm in my white spaghetti strap sando and pajama. My hair is in a bun, medium length blonde hair and it has brown highlight on top. I'm not that pretty so I think he'll not think of doing that to me or he'll not like me. I'm just confident that I am beautiful and that's what I am always thinking. Apparently, he's just a handsome rich guy tourist. I shouldn't overthink.

"It's okay for me on the floor, you should sleep in bed"

He got out of the bathroom in his white v- neck shirt that he got on the side table of the bed just a while ago and in his maong shorts. Can he sleep comfortably like that? I mean, not that I'm meddling with his clothes now, but I know boys usually sleeping only with boxers or naked.

Do I ever have to think of that?

We got a misunderstanding to whom the one should sleep on the bed. I think that he should because he's the one who's paying it and temporarily owning this suite and I'm just a stranger going to stay for a short time. But then he's insisting telling me that I'm a girl and I should be in the bed. How gentleman he is, right? I'm also saying that it is okay for me on the floor and that sleeping in the bed I didn't own is embarrassing. Yet he still doesn't want to and it's pretty weird to suggest that we should just share bed and I will also refuse to that though I thought of that. He's a boy and I'm a girl and we shouldn't be in the same bed.

I was like a princess here in bed while I think and feel he's getting a hard time on the floor. Maybe this is his first time sleeping on the cold floor, I felt guilty. I, also, haven't been there. I've never tried to sleep on the floor.

"By the way, sorry for what I did earlier", hugging my white pillow when I looked down on him. He's smiling on me.

I also smiled widely, "That's okay, I'm not affected"

Though I really looked affected earlier. I just overreacted, that's embarrassing. Maybe he thought that my mind is full of dirty thoughts.

"By the way, can we be friends?", he asked. He rose up and now sitting while looking at me and waiting for an answer.

I rose up to "Okay… sure"

"Thanks", he handed his hands to mine "Summer Jon Leondale Marco, it's my pleasure to be your friend"

We shook hands "Lovemir Lynne Madrigal at your service ", I smiled.

"Your name is Lovemir. So, I can really call you Love? Again?"

I just nodded and after that we lay down again. Me on the bed and him on the floor. I agreed with him calling me 'Love' though whenever I hear that it's like an endearment of a couple. But then I know that before my friends used to call me like that too. I once asked my parents why they named us with "Love" on it. It's because we were born with love and raised with love. I am and my brother Kenny Love's like that. Sometimes it's funny, but it's real because since we were young, we felt the love we deserved from our loved ones.

"What country are you from? Hmm… why do you decide to be here in the Philippines? ", I asked. I know he's still up so I don't have to check on him. I'm not being nosy because I think it's the first step to get to know each other… as friends.

"I'm half British and half Canadian yet I can understand and speak Tagalog because my father is half Filipino and my sister used to teach me", his mouth curved into a smile. Maybe he's thinking of his sibling and his family.

"Wow, that's great," I said, a little sad. I just thought of my brother. I miss how he clings on to me. His hugs and even his jokes and mocking. That even though he's importunate and troublesome sometimes, he's always the one who tries to make a way for us to get better and okay.

A tear fell from my eyes. Reminiscing the good old days of me and my brother. How he teases me every day and said sorry after. How he cooked my favorite food whenever I'm annoyed with him. I miss him so much.

"Good night, you should sleep", he said in a husky tone.

"Good night, you too", after saying that I never heard anything from him so I assumed that he's already asleep.

I wanted to sleep, but I can't even close my eyes.

A lot of things are running through my mind. Tears gushing down my cheeks. I wiped my own tears.

Enough for today, I'll wake up Summer if I kept on crying and making sounds of sobs. I shouldn't be like this.

I saw the sunny sunshine of the morning. Saw the clear blue waves silently crashing on the sands. This suite sends breath taking view of the resort.

If I wake up everyday seeing this kind of beautiful view, I will be delighted.

I yawned. I still fell asleep though I had a hard time thinking of many things and sniveling last night.

"Good morning"

I almost jump in the bed because of what I saw. He's smiling. He is in his cream v- neck shirt and shorts. His hair is damp and disheveled. I can smell the expensive shampoo that he used. He just took a bath. Fresh!

That's embarrassing! I even yawned earlier, It's ugly.

I abruptly get a pillow beside me and put it in my face to hide myself. I maybe have saliva on my mouth or dirt in my eyes and face. Seriously, Lovemir?

"Good morning Beautiful ", he greeted. Beautiful. Really? Where did he get that? I checked on my face, none. Thankfully.

"Breakfast in bed", I instantly smiled widely when I saw the food he's carrying. It looks delicious. I rarely eat a lot. but I think this time I won't stop myself.

I want like this everytime. To have a tasty food in bed every morning or every meal.

I scooped the fried rice with bacon "Thanks, you cooked? ", I asked while still eating. Yummy, in fairness.

"It seems like you still asleep. The foods here are ordered and only served in their restaurant down" he chuckled, "But I can cook for you if you really want, soon?", he suggested and asked.

Ugh! Where did you put your brain? Am I being dumb, just by talking to him? I mean, hello Lovemir? This is the first time you didn't even think before speaking. I just want to be eaten by the bed. You're the owner of one of the famous Filipino beauty products in the Philippines then you're just speaking like these? Where did the hell your brain is now?

I smiled awkwardly.

I can't help but to stare in him.

He's really that handsome

He's like a superstar

Maybe he is but I don't know him

Do I really have a friend like this man I'm looking

My childhood friends didn't even bother to ask what happened to me after that incident. I know, maybe they wouldn't want to be with someone who cause all the bad things happened that night. And not having a friend at this age, maybe is what I deserve, indeed a curse.

I am still looking intently at him. He has flawless skin. He has baby faced while I have freckles and my hands and legs are hairy but him, he doesn't have any flaws. Is it normal? I kind of envy him most especially his body like a model and the abs…

He's so damn hot with an angel looking face.

His smiles are addicting and when he did a pout, his lips are so tantalizing.

The girl that he'll love will be so damn lucky to have him. Not just because of his looks, but also because of his personality.

Sometimes what others say were true like a friend for just like a day is worth more than an acquaintance you've known for a long time. He's not bad, I just thought of something so unreasonable to him.

"Love, staring is rude. I'll melt if you continue that", I looked away while still eating. He realized I was foolishly staring at him.

"Your face is getting thicker. I didn't stare at you" I tilted my head. Maybe he'll get the wrong idea. I mean, he's indeed likeable, but I don't want him to think like that.

"There's no thin face love! ", he smiled mockingly. Fine, if that's what you said.

"Okay and just a piece of advice, don't hope you'll just get hurt" I plastered a smile on my face. Chaffing him doesn't make him affected and I think I'm more injured than he is.

"Okay, I'll follow your advice. You too"

I just nod not in defeat, but to stop the nonsense conversation with us. What will happen in the following days won't be stopped.

We ended up eating peacefully. I also took a bath so I can still go to the places in the resort I haven't been. This resort has a huge and wide scope and even If I go again, it's still worthwhile because of its pulchritude.

"Hmm… Summer, how much is the food? I'll pay for it"

He shook his head, "No need, I already paid for that"

Eh? This man is really generous. I am staying in his suite and he will also pay for my meal. Also, for the following days of my stay here? I have the money to pay for my own food and even though he said that we are friends, it's still not fair. Friends don't do things like this.

"I insist!"

"That's okay Love. We're friends, right?"

I nodded and he added, "Friends do help each other"

I nodded, but instantly shook my head, "I haven't helped you"

He sat on the bed and abruptly pinch slightly my cheeks. It didn't hurt, but I was really shocked. "You're not just beautiful, you're cute too"

I pouted, "Summer, you're changing the topic"

Now, he just hardly looked at me. Eye to eye.

I, then, looked away. But I know that he still has eyes looking at me. I am like a burning flame in my position. I just can't help but felt something because of his act.

"You already helped me", he smiled

His cheeks blushed and he looked away. "You have helped me by making me smile, by making me happy and that's enough"

I continuously shook my head.

Then he sighed in defeat. "Okay... If you can't accept that I'm helping you without any returns so"

I thought of something when he stared at me and it isn't a good idea that shouldn't be thought of at the moment. Yeah, I look innocent but my brain isn't.

"Don't think like that Love, I won't do anything bad to you", I sighed dismayed then in relief. What am I doing? This isn't right!

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