CIARAN stood on Esther’s condo. He looked at the card in his hand. Esther had given him the card for her condo, so he could go in without knocking.
Ngumiti si Ciaran saka itinago ang card sa bulsa ng suot na coat. Kumatok siya sa pinto ng condo ng kasintahan.
The door clicked open after three knocks.
Ciaran didn’t even have time to say her name when he saw Esther standing in front of him, barefoot and casual, her dark robe loosely tied at the waist, and her robe was slipping on one shoulder, her one leg stepping forward just slightly enough to show a stretch of smooth skin from thigh to knee. Her hair was pinned messily, her cheeks flushed like she had just gotten out of a hot shower.
Natigilan pa si Esther ng makita si Ciaran. “You’re here,” she said, tugging the robe a little toget
