ELEVEN

WARNING: Mature Content Ahead

KAIA CLEMENTE POINT OF VIEW.

“This is your room?”

I turned on the lights before looking towards Lieutenant Fontanilla. He was standing still while his hands were on his pockets. “This isn’t mine. Sa pinsan ng kaibigan ko pero rito ako tumutuloy nitong mga nakaraang araw,” kaswal na sagot ko.

He chuckled. “And you want us to do the deed here? Really, Miss Clemente? Sa kuwarto na hindi naman iyo?” Tila napapantastikuhan niyang tanong.

Umirap ako bago siya tinaasan ng kilay. “Anong gusto mong gawin? Pumunta tayo sa hotel o gusto mong pumunta sa bahay ko? Mag-aaksaya ka pa ng oras kung mayroon naman sa malapit?”

His jaw went slack but after a couple of seconds, a soft chuckle escaped from his lips while shaking his head. “That’s not what I mean. Ang sa akin lang, paano kung biglang dumating ‘yong may-ari—“

“I’m sure that won’t happen because he’s out of the country. Saka kung natatakot ka na baka may biglang dumating, just do it immediately. Ang dami mo pan