Rozen's POV
I woke up feeling hot. Not the blanket kind. Not even the fever kind. This one was softer… alive.
Putang— napamulat ako.
Her chest was pressed to my chest, my arm was wrapped around her waist like it’s the most natural thing in the world. My face? It was buried on her neck. Even with my nose a bit clogged, I can still smell her shampoo, light, sweet, and so damn distracting.
Damn, Thisa… you smell way too good.
And my body… yeah, it’s starting to react in ways it shouldn’t.
Huminga ako nang malalim, trying to snap myself out of it. No. Rozen. May sakit ka. Don’t start this shiit!
Umangat ako at tiningnan ang lamesa sa likod. Inubos ko ang natirang sopas at uminom ng gamot. Ayokong masayang ang effort niya dahil nagpapa-baby ako sa kanya.
Binalikan ko siya at hinawi ang
