I have finally made the hardest decision in my life. I am not leaving Devyn’s bathtub. I am completely and irrevocably in love with it. It’s so huge that I can run around. The warm bubble bath that covers my body soothes all of my muscle aches. His bathroom is mega huge and luxurious.
I inhale his expensive bubble bath soap. I smile and grin. I love this life!
As my mild travels in amazement on this wondrous place, I soft knock on the bathroom door startle me.
“Betsy? Are you done there?” I hear Devyn’s voice from the outside. “Come out now. Let’s have dinner.”
“Yes! Give me five more minutes!” I shout as I pop another bubble.
“You already said that about an hour ago,” says Devyn in a playful tone.
“Okay. Uh . . . two minutes?” I say and blows another bubble from my legs. I am so comfortable. I can live here. I don’t have a bathtub in the apartment because my bathroom is too small for it to even fit.
I hear him c
Using his expert hands, Devyn completely removes the remaining tiny cloth that I have on my body. My lips when I see him gradually removing his boxers as well. I swallow hard when I finally see him. He kneels down between my legs and resumes his hot trails of kisses down my stomach. I moan so loud when his mouth lands on my most intimate part. I can’t stay still on the bed as the sensations take me higher and higher. Every flick of his tongue makes me reach my peak. Our loud moans shake the entire room. My grip on his hair tightens as he becomes more ruthless. “Devyn, p-please,” I beg, wanting to reach my climax. He seems to get what I am asking for, his tongue flicks deeper as his fingers dig deeper, touching my spot. My jaw clenches and I close my eyes so tight as I finally explode. It is so good that I think I can see stars. I catch my breath for a minute and calm myself down. I look down on him and before I can even process the who
Our hands are clasped as we enter inside their huge house. As soon as we step on the marble floor, we look at each other. My grip on his hand tightens, getting courage from it. We are immediately approached and greeted by a beautiful woman with a huge smile on her face. “You’re late as usual!” her bright opening remark. “Happy birthday, Mom,” greets Devyn. He gives his mother a soft kiss on the cheek. His mother looks even more beautiful in person. She’s wearing a simple red dress with a long slit on the side. I give them a moment as they hug each other for a few seconds. And then her mother finally turns to look at me. She breaks into a friendly smile. “You must be Betsy,” she brightly says. “Devyn has told me so much about you.” I flush, feeling embarrassed and warm at the same time. “Er… Hi! Happy birthday, ma’am.” “Oh thanks, sweetie. But please call me Suze,” she says with a laugh. She anchors our arms together as i
There is a long pregnant pause as everyone falls silent. We can only hear a falling cutlery on the floor as it rings. I have no idea how they look or the expressions on their faces because all of my attention is on Devyn’s father. Mark is stunned as he gapes at me. “What did you say, young lady?” I quietly push my chair back and stand. I put both of palms on the table and lean forward, looking at him straight in the eyes. “You’re as cold as ice,” I say. “Sweetie, I think this is not the right time to—” “I’m sorry, Suze,” I cut her off, “but I have to do this.” My defiant gaze remains on her husband who is frozen in shock. “Devyn is a very talented artist and a successful one. As a father, you should be supporting him.” I hear loud gasps from the women on the table. Devyn is still standing stiffly beside me. He is like a statue as he remains unmoving. I don’t even think that he’s breathing. “Who d
“I know, buddy,” Devyn, who is standing next to me answers in a calm voice. I look back and forth at the two of them. I gradually realize that the man standing near the big window is none other than Devyn’s twin, Jack. They look very much alike. Jack takes a step towards us. When he gets closer, he stops. I stare at his face. I notice a small scar on his left cheek. Up close, I can see the slight difference of his physical features with Devyn’s. Jack’s chin is a little sharp and he looks thin. His eyes are a different shades of blue. His eyebrows meet as he turns to me. “Who is she?” “Her name is Betsy,” replies Devyn. “She’s my girlfriend.” Jack ignores me and takes a step forward to Devyn. He grabs his arm. “Devyn, when are you going to get me out of here?” I can see a flash of pity on Devyn’s eyes. “When you’re well.” “I am well!” insists Jack. “Jack, we have talked about this,” replies Devyn g
“Don’t you have any plans of going home?” I whisper. Devyn hugs me from the back as we lie on the bed inside my apartment, cuddling. Two days have passed since Devyn and I were able to return to Seattle. “I want to stay here a little longer,” says Devyn softly as he hugs me even tighter. “I miss you.” I can’t help but smile on how adorable he is. “How can you miss me? We were together in New York.” “That was a different city. A different place,” he explains. There is a pause as the both of us become silent for a few minutes. Only the sound of two heart beating can be heard inside the room. “Why don’t you just live with me?” Devyn suddenly asks. “I can buy us a condo or a bigger apartment if you are more comfortable with it.” For a minute, I am stunned. His offer just comes out of nowhere. “I…I’ll probably think about it,” I manage to say. “Okay.” Devyn takes a deep breath and kisses the top of my head.
I can’t explain how I feel. I feel like I am having a bad dream or an out of the body experience. It is as if my whole body feels dry and trembling. I absentmindedly put the smartphone back on Ashley’s hand and glance around the room in panic. “Where is Sue?” I ask. My gaze lands on her cubicle. “She’s not here,” says Ashley, frowning at me. “We can’t ask Pam because she’s also off today. Why are you looking for Sue anyway?” I ignore her question and turn away. I massage my temple. “I need to go.” “Why? Betsy, what is going on-” I never let her finish because I am already walking out of the office with long strides. There is only one thing in my mind. I need to talk to Devyn. I’m pretty sure the news has reached him. I need to explain! I have to make everything right again. I am hastily wanting my way out of the building that I completely forget about my things in the locker. My cellphone is inside there. I can’t contact Devyn w
“Don't wanna feel another touch! Don't wanna start another fire! Don't wanna know another kiss! I'll never love again. I'll never loveagaiiiiiiiin!Ooohhhh. Okay! Next song!Helloooofrom the othersiiiiide! I wish I can say that I've tried. To tell you I'm sorry for breaking yourheaaaaart. Gosh. Singing medley songs is really tiring. Especially when you’re doing it in an acapella way. I can definitely compete with Adele now. My voice has gone hoarse and raspy, fitting for a rock music. I pour another drink into my glass and sip. I have lost track of how many bottles of alcohol I have consumed. I am still devastated because of what had happened to my relationship with Devyn. I am about to take another huge gulp from the glass when another knock on the door has interrupted me. Maybe it’s Polly again. She’s probably going to warn me again about my noise. Doesn’t she understand that I am currently h
My jaw almost drops to the floor. I rub my eyes several times just to make sure that I am really seeing her. What is she even doing here in front of me? How did she find me here? “Ms. Haruko? What are you doing here?” I ask. She calmly shrugs and glances around. “I was in the neighborhood.” I quickly look around in the neighborhood she’s saying. I can see the shack dwellings. Some drunk guy in the middle of the day is even urinating on the side of the pole. I scratch the back of my neck disappointingly and turn my attention back to the Japanese woman. “What can I do for you this time?” I ask. I am sure the Japanese has a purpose of seeing me. She nods. I am really bothered by the size of the fedora she is wearing. I think I can even fit inside it. “It’s not what you can do for me. It’s whatIcan do for you,” she says mysteriously. Yeah right. I already knew this infamous lines of hers.