Yanessa
ELTON GUIDED me inside the main guest room of his house. Kung masculine ang interior ng buong bahay ni Elton ay siya naming pinagkaiba ng guest room. It was very clean and neat, with white walls and ceiling. Maaliwalas tignan.
“This will be your room,” he uttered behind me. When I turned my back, I caught him looking at me while his both hands are inserted inside his pocket.
“Thank you,” sambit ko nang inabot niya sa akin ang maleta ko.
“Ayos na ba ito sayo? May gusto ka pa ba?” I shook my head and he smiled at me, bago ito lumapit sa akin. He holds my shoulder with so much gentle. “Take a rest. I’ll call you when dinner is served. Kapag may kailangan ka, just tell me,” he softy said.
My heart hammered fast, his husky voice is giving sensation on my body and making my legs tre
