“Halimaw sa kama ‘yan, Tali… Ingat ka.” Mailey whispered in my ear. We both look at the guy. “Nag aaral ‘yan ng law, nasa 3rd year niya na…”
“He's hot. Pwede kayang basahan niya ‘ko ng provision habang umiindayog?” I joked.
She laughed. “Maganda ka naman. Although mapili siya, walang ligtas ‘yan sayo.”
Natawa ako sa sinabi niya. Bakit parang ako yata ang halimaw rito?
“Bye! Enjoy the party!” I shouted at Mailey’s ear.
She grinded at me. “Go girl! Goodluck!” She gave me a meaningful look.
I smirked.
After that, I managed my way to the group of... Oh well... His circle…
Psalm Saint Sinco, kilala sa pagiging halimaw sa kama at matinik sa babae, lahat nakukuha. Ang sabi pa nila, anak daw siya ng isang sikat na aktres dito sa bansa, at isang known playboy sa panahon ng mga magulang namin noon.
Kaya hindi kataka taka na marami siyang babaeng nakukuha. Kapag pa naman ganyan ang itsura mo, bukaka ka nalang at maghihintay pasukan, e. Hindi ka magrereklamo.
"Hey, Tali!" Tawag ni London.
Isa siya sa mga kaibigan niya. Ang swerte ko naman at tinawag pa.
"Hey, Don!"
Agad siyang lumapit sa akin at nakipagbeso. His arms, though, snaked around my waist.
"You look so hot," he complimented.
Tumawa ako.
"Shouldn't you be greeting me first?" I asked instead.
I'm sorry, London. You're not the food for tonight.
"Oh right! Happy Birthday and Congratulations, Tali!" He chuckled, amused.
I chuckled sexily.
Humarap siya sa sa mga kaibigan niya, na kanina pa pala nakatingin sa aming dalawa.
Amanda was beside Cyrus, her boyfriend, based on what I heard. Cleo on the side and... My... Psalm Saint Sinco...
He was looking at his glass of whiskey, serious and dark. He is known for being one. He was also called the monster in bed.
His frame is undeniably bulky, big and massive. Sa likod ng manipis na t shirt, alam mo ng malaki at kaakit-akit ang laman.
I licked my lips as I stared at him. His hands holding his glass were beautifully crafted with veins.
He felt my stare, so he lifted up his head and stared at me.
Muntik na akong mabuwal, buti nalang ay hawak ako ni London. He stared lazily at me. No signs of expressions. Only his pitch black eyes, long lashes, furrowed and thick brows. His nose is glorified. His jaw could slice my pussy. His thin lips, I think, are the only soft part of his body.
Panigurado, matigas rin ang ari niyan.
"This is Talliana Aracosa, the 7th topnotcher of the CPA BOARD Exam!" Pakilala ni London sa akin.
I smiled at them.
"Hello, nice to meet you!"
Their circle is known as the expensive, rich, and well mannered group. Almost perfect. Nasa grupo nila ang campus crush at heartthrob, ganoon rin ang queen B. Well, noong college kami, which was last year, sikat na sila dati pa, sa iba't-ibang department.
But I only have eyes on this one hottie…
We once met, sa bar din. Ang kaso ay kinailangan kong umalis dahil nag announce bigla ng one hundred item quiz para sa kinabukasan.
Dilig na, naudlot pa.
I never saw him in that bar again. Kaya hindi na rin ako bumalik. I told my friends that I met him and I like his hotness, and they considered him as my crush.
They also filled me with information about him. They said Psalm proceeds to studying Law after graduating from Accountancy. He graduated with Latin Honors. Ang sabi pa nila, he's in search of someone. May hinahanap, which I don't care about. I only want his body.
Tumayo ang grupo at ngumiti ng lumapit sa akin.
"Hello, Tali! Congratulations and Happy Birthday!" B****o sa akin si Amanda. The two smiled.
Tumayo ang lahat pero siya lang ang hindi. I bit my lower lip as I glanced at him, still staring at me.
Pinaupo ako ni London sa upuan nila. Katabi ko iyong si Cleo, sa kabila ko naman ay si London. Psalm is in between Cleo and Cyrus.
"How was the exam for the BAR? I bet that one was heck hard, huh?" Amanda asked.
"It was actually scary, at first. But, I managed along the way. Tiwala lang," I chuckled.
"Kung hindi niyo naitatanong, Tali also graduated with flying colors, just last year. Summa Cum!"
I looked at him, he winked.
"You sound like a proud father, dude," Cleo mocked. London only smiled.
Parehas kasi kami ng department kaya marami siyang alam. He was also my bridge to meet Psalm.
"How about you? I heard you didn't take the exam?" I asked, diverting the topic.
Heck! I don't want to talk about the exam anymore! I just want to have fun tonight and go straight with my goal — Psalm and I on bed, fucking.
"Well, I have plenty of time for that," he answered.
I smiled. " Of course, we have all the time in the world."
Umusog pa siya palapit sa akin. His arm snaked around me. I didn't feel uncomfortable with that, but when I felt his gaze, my palms turned cold. Tumikhim ako.
Shit.
"Are you single, Tali?" Cleo asked, katabi ko.
My head snapped at him. He was sitting lazily.
"I don't do boyfriends, Cleo," I smiled.
He smiled too.
"That explains," he said, then his eyes darted on London. "Are you up for casual sex now, dude?" He raised his brow, questioning London.
I felt uncomfortable with that. Psalm was looking at me, very darkly. Amanda and her boyfriend doing their own thing.
"I'm not..." London chuckled.
He was actually sniffing my hair moments ago, kaya iyon nasabi at natanong ni Cleo.
"Then stop clinging to her. You're fucking drunk."
I chuckled nervously and slowly removed London's arm on me.
"You're so killjoy, Cleo! Let me have fun!"
"You're drunk."
"I'm not!"
"Uh... London... I'll go back to our table now and maybe entertain the other guests…"
"Oh! Please stay, Tali!" He pleaded.
Ano ba ‘yan! Gusto ko lang naman ng dilig!
"I also need to go home... You know…. Family..." Palusot ko pa.
"Let me drive you home, then!"
I looked around, almost begging for help.
"You're drunk, Don," Amanda helped.
"I'm not, Manda! I'm perfectly sober! It was just tequila and a damn Black Label!" Dahilan pa ni London.
"You still drank. It's not good to drive," ani Cleo.
Tatayo na sana ako para hindi na mapigilan pero....
"I'll drive her home..." Psalm said.
Seems like the heavens also wants me to get my birthday sex, huh...
Fuck!
I... felt... damn excited!
"Nakainom ka rin, Psalm," London laughed.
"I didn't drink."
"Liar!"
"You want to smell me?" His brow raised.
"Ang bading, dude!" London laughed again.
"I'll drive you home," he said, then stared darkly at me.
I bit my lower lip. Damn. I stayed there and waited for him to ask me. I also drank a few shots to gain some confidence. I have a high tolerance, so this is not a problem.
Napansin ko ang pagtayo niya kaya ibinaba ko agad ang shot glass at inihanda ang sarili.
"I'll drive her home now..."
The whole time I was there, drinking with them, he was only throwing daggers at me. London on my side is getting a bit sleepy. Dahil siguro sa mga nainom niya. He drank a lot.
I followed him to the parking lot. I smiled.
When we arrived at the parking lot, he stopped in front of his car. I stopped behind him too.
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