Diego De Luna, Over My Dead Body
Nakatitig ang mga mata niya sa akin at iba siya makatingin.
I licked my lips and smiled at him while my hands fixed his necktie. The flirt in his eyes was visible, and I chuckled. Shy enough to tease him, and straight away, his body comprehended my needs.
"Don't temp me, mahal. I might eat you any second soon, and we will be late again," he flirtatiously said.