On his third shot, Xero’s breath smelled strongly of whiskey. Kaisha, however, found herself oddly addicted to the scent. Hindi na niya kailangang magmakaawa para maamoy ito dahil halos lahat ng oras ay inilaan ni Xero sa paghinga malapit sa kanyang leeg o tainga. The warmth tickled her, leaving her both giddy and weak.
His left hand rested firmly on her thigh while the other held a glass of whiskey. Kapag hindi ito hawak ang baso, pinaglalaruan naman nito ang kanyang mga daliri, tracing her fingers as if committing them to memory.
Meanwhile, Amer and a few of their female friends were on the dancefloor, swaying to the lively music. Kanina pa siya niyayaya ni Amer na sumama, pero patuloy lang ang pagtanggi niya. Hindi dahil sa ayaw niya, kundi dahil pakiramdam niya ay hindi siya palalaya
