“Don’t touch me…” Iritado kong hinawi ang kamay niyang nakahawak sa aking baywang at hinarap siya.
He is still in his white dress shirt, leaving the first two buttons undone, and dark slacks and leather shoes. His hair is properly done by brushing it up and styling it neatly, exposing his manly forehead. May makulit na hibla ang kaniyang buhok na tumatakas sa maayos nitong pagkakaayos. That little strand made him more immaculately handsome and breathtaking. Dagdag pang bahagyang nakakunot ang kaniyang noo sa akin ngayon.
I needed to remind myself what brought me here.
“Hey, Lucas! What are you doing? Get some drink, dude! Saan ka ba galing?” A man at my back asked him.
“I was out doing something…” he answered without taking his eyes off me.
The man tapped his shoulder and I think
