Tempt And Tease

SAMANTHA keeps blabbering things when she went inside her suite. She knew that she was acting weird again but it was her personality. Even if she was a bit afraid that Andrius might turn her off because of her attitude, she still maintains her uncompromising posture.

Andrius couldn’t believe that Samantha has a different side. That the woman acted like a teenager who threw tantrums at her boyfriend. He found it amusing. He’s not mad. She just wanted to tease her girlfriend and try to study her attitude.

Guess, he’ll do the coaxing now. He smiled and shook his head and knocked on Sam’s door. He attempted to twist the knob, but it was locked on the inside. He can’t stop himself but smile again.

She’s adorable, she thought. It was just their first day, but many things happened between them.

“Sam, babe. Will you please open the door?”

Samantha on the other side stumps her feet towards the door. She twisted the knob and pulled it. She crossed her arms, “what?” she asked as she raised her left brow.

Andrius smiled and crossed their distance and planted a soft kiss on her lips. She gasped because she didn’t expect it. But slowly clung her arms to the man’s neck. He deepened the kiss as he savored her pinkish lips. He smiled in between. Thus, Samantha pulled back.

She hit the man’s arm when he started to laugh. “Are you playing at me?” she asked.

He shook his head and grabbed her waist. He looked intently into her eyes and smiled. “Beautiful at the same time… childish—”

She was about to complain when he planted again a soft kiss on her lips. “And I love you,” he said.

Samantha then couldn’t hide her red burning cheeks and winced. “Are you mad?” she asked.

He took a peck at her lips. “No. Why should I?”

“It’s because you’re ignoring me,” she said.

Andrius let out a soft chuckle. “Come on, baby. Forget about it, will you?” He kissed her again.

She nodded and bit her lower lip as she looked at him.

Andrius gulped as he’s trying to hold himself not to take down Samantha. He’s the one who broke the hug. “Pack your things. We will be living after lunch,” he said and walk through the guest room. He needs a cold shower to calm his buddy.

Fuck the temptation, he whispered.

Ever since he laid his eyes on Samantha in that grocery store way back in the Philippines, he knew that she was a temptress and has a body a man could crave for. Then here comes when he went to the Peregrine Club and asked for her service. God knows, how hard he tried to control himself not to touch her. He got sleepless nights thinking about her. And when the girl asked for his service for the portfolio and did stripped-down right in front of him, he lost control. Thus, he found out that the woman was still a virgin. After that, he never forgot about her, and he even dreamed of her, and his former fiancé found it out.

He grew up in a land where the woman's body is not a big deal because he was surrounded by many of them, but Sam was different. It was just her scent; he will be gone crazy. It was just her touch, if he doesn’t know how to control it, he might be gone wild.

He let the cold water from the shower flow into his body and leaned his hands on the wall, as he calmed himself.

He looked down and saw his buddy stand firm. “Fuck!” he cursed. His shaft once entered the woman’s opening and he forgot the feeling of it. And he can’t help but think that he will plunge it in.

When he already calmed down, he put his towel on and exited the shower room.

“Hey!” he exclaimed in shock when he saw Samantha sitting on the bed. The woman gasped and slowly scrutinize him. A sly smirk formed in his mouth as he walked closer. “Loving what you see, baby?” he scoffed.

Sam averted his gaze and looked at the bedsheet.

He let out a soft chuckle, “the nice view is not in there, but right in front of you,” he teased.

Sam snarled and stood up without looking at him. “Get dressed, I’m all prepared,” she said and was about to step forward when he grabbed her arm gently to face him. “Not so fast.”

“Come on, Andrius. I will wait for you outside,” she said and slowly pulled off her arm.

He then grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer to him. Samantha’s eyes widened as she feels something poking her tummy.

He leaned closer and stop beside her ear. “Could you feel it?” he whispered, "it's getting mad," he added.

Samantha pushes him and let go of the grip. “Okay then, babe. Wait for me outside.” His lips formed a sly smirk and he chuckled as she marched outside the room… pissed.

ANDRIUS hold himself not laughing when she saw Samantha’s reaction. He opened the door of his car for her. When she got up, he then turned around and climb up into the driver's seat.

“Seatbelt, baby,” he said and went closer to her to put it on. Samantha gasped as she held her breath when Andrius's scent invaded her nose.

She closes her eyes. Damnit! She cursed inside her mind. ‘Until then he will stop, teasing me?’ she thought.

“You better put it on, baby. Because I love driving fast. Do you want to see it?” he asked and grinned.

She rolled her eyes, “You don’t want me to get off with this damn car, right Andrius?” she asked, pissed.

The man let out the laugh he’s been holding. “Oh, my, adorable woman, you easily got pissed. Sorry, okay?” he said and gave her a peck on her lips.

“Just be grateful that I love you, if not, I will leave you here,” she said.

“Thank you, then.”

“Andrius!”

The man raises his hands, surrendering. “Okay, fine. I’ll stop.”

She heaved a deep sigh. She didn’t know that Andrius has this kind of attitude. They both have the attitude. Hope they get along until the end.

“You drive and stop making fun of me.”

He shook his head and started the engine. “Roger, commander,” he replied.

As Andrius has his car, even if her father insisted that he will buy plane tickets for them, she just can’t because a long ride for her is fun.

“Do you think your parents will like me?” she asked but her gaze remained in front.

“Of course, you’re beautiful inside and out. And you’re my girlfriend.”

“Do they know about me being your girlfriend?”

“Nope—”

“What?” She turned to him. “They didn’t know that Beatrice and you broke up and you make me your girlfriend?”

Andrius chuckled. “Silly. They already knew that we broke the engagement. But they don’t know yet about you. I just want to surprise them.”

She smiled, bitterly and shook her head. “You don’t get it, Andrius. You should have informed them. What if they dislike me? What if they will find out about my recent job?” She knew that she was being paranoid, but she was just afraid that his family might not want her or get disgusted by her.

“You don’t have to worry. They can’t dictate whom I want to love and whom I want to be with. Even if it’s the rest of my life. They’re not Andrius—I’m Andrius. If they don’t want you, then we’ll not force them.”

“You don’t get it, Andrius! Their perspective is important to a girl like me. Yes, I don’t care about the thoughts of people who watched me dance naked, but this is about your family, Andrius.”

“Are we going to argue about this, babe?” he asked and took a glimpse of her. “I love you, Sam. And that’s all matters.”

She winced and said, “I love you too.”

Andrius smiled at her before he turned on the stereo. The beautiful voice of Taylor Swift meddled with the melancholy mood as she sang the song ‘Crazier’.

‘I’d never gone with the wind.’

‘Just let it flow…’

And when the chorus came, Andrius sing along. “You lift my feet off the ground, spin me around. You make me crazier, crazier,” he glanced at her and smiled, “feels like I’m falling and I, am lost in your eyes, you make me crazier, crazier, crazier…” He grabbed her hand and intertwined their fingers and his lips landed on the back of her hand. “You make me crazy in love with you,” he said.

Samantha’s cheeks were red as tomatoes. Andrius's voice is sweet but he’s sweeter.

THEY arrived in L.A by five in the afternoon. She can’t help but gasp when they enter Beverly Hills.

“You live here?” she asked, wonderstruck.

“Seems your boyfriend got a lot of zeros in his bank account. What d’ya think?”

“Full of arrogance,” she replied and shook her head. “And I think you live at Orange Cove,” she teased. Orange Cove was ranked the poorest town in L.A California in a 24/7 Wall St. analysis—examining small, lower-income communities where households earn much less than the nation’s median annual household income.

She never expected that Andrius lives in Beverly Hills which is a home for many Hollywood movie stars.

“We owned a house here and I bought it for one million dollars. The same goes for my relatives. We all live here. But I planned to buy a new one, for us.”

Her eyes widened. “How sure are you that I’m going to marry you?”

“Ops. I didn’t say that you will marry me. I just want a new home and I want you there.”

She hit the man’s arm, slightly. “You’re crazy. And I don’t want to live here. My dad wouldn’t agree.”

“Really? How sure are you?” he asked.

She shrugged her shoulder. “And I wanted to live in my own country.”

“Philippines?”

She nodded.

“We’ll live there, then. Wherever my wife wants. I will fulfill it.”