Before You Let Go
“Have a good day, Vasquez.”
“You too, Villanueva.”
Then he kissed me again, quick and warm, before walking inside like he didn’t just ruin my ability to function.
“So,” Mika said beside me, “he must be a really good kisser.”
I turned to her slowly. “Good morning din sa’yo.”
She grinned. “Girl, namumula ka pa.”
“He’s alright.”
“Oh, please. That boy looks like he knows what he’s doing.”
I stared at her. “Akala ko ba weird siya?”