Warning: R-18
Flashpoint
Avery's Point of View
The pool had turned back into noise and sunlight when a sudden clatter cut through the music, not a shattering crash but the sharp knock of glass against tile that made the staff look up and made the laughter thin for a breath.
I saw Elliot speak to the waiter with a tight mouth, the way people do when they are trying to keep a lid on something already boiling. He pivoted away from the bar with his shoulders set, not rushing yet not strolling, and the crowd opened without quite knowing why.
"Parang nagalit yata boyfriend mo. Habulin mo," bulong ni Kiefer na parang asar pero may halong pag aalala. I rolled my eyes for show, grabbed my tote and my room key, then slipped off the lounger to follow.
He was already half a corridor ahead by th
