Brent woke with a start, the feel of Charmel's lips lingering in his consciousness. Panaginip lang kaya iyon? Napahilamos siya sa kanyang mukha, pushing his hair out of his eyes. White cotton sheets were tangled around his limbs like a python, holding him hostage in the bed.
Groaning, he sat up and stretched. His mouth was dry and he desperately wanted a shower. The digital clock beside his bed told him it was barely seven-thirty in the morning. Kung ganon nasaan na 'yong bisita niya kagabi?
Tuluyan ng bumangon si Brent at agad na dumiretso siya sa banyo para maligo. Matapos niyang maligo ay dumiretso naman siya sa kitchen. Hindi talaga siya mahilig sa kape, but there was something about being awake before eight in the morning that necessitated a little caffeine.
He fired up the luxuri
