CHAPTER 7

Horrified.

That's all I am feeling at this very moment. Slowly, I feel the irregular introductory rate of air into my lungs. I totally run out of words as I stare at Trayce fearfully.

“Trayce...” Troy trails calmly.

Holy smokes! How can he still remains calm after our very own cousin, Trayce caught us?

I look at Trayce again. Well, I can not pull my eyes off him, and my tonsure prickles knowing that I couldn't figure out those expressions I'm expecting he will have.

Like Troy, he's also quite untroubled.

What the effing hell is happening? Bakit ang kakalmado ng dalawa?

My mouth gape at him. I know it's too late for this. Trayce tilts his head a bit. “Trayvon's coming up this way. I didn't mean to intrude into your privy moment but you should get out now and find another time to run on.”

What the fūck?

“Trayce... H–how do you...” I stammered stupidly. Shock printed clearly in my dying voice. I glance at Troy as he holds my waist firmly.

What's with these people?

May alam ba si Tr