Introduction
"Putang ina mo rin, hayop ka!" sagot ko, pilit na kumakawala.
"Sabihin mo!" umungol siya, gamit ang isang kamay para hawakan ang aking baba.
"Akala mo ba pokpok ako?"
"Kaya hindi mo siya kinantot?"
"Putang ina mo!"
"Mabuti. Iyan lang ang kailangan kong marinig," sabi niya, itinaas ang aking itim na pang-itaas gamit ang isang kamay, inilantad ang aking mga suso at nagdulot ng bugso ng adrenaline sa aking katawan.
"Anong ginagawa mo?" hingal ko habang nakatitig siya sa aking mga suso na may ngiting tagumpay.
Dumaan ang kanyang daliri sa isa sa mga marka na iniwan niya sa ilalim ng isa sa aking mga utong.
Ang hayop na ito, pinagmamasdan pa ang mga marka na iniwan niya sa akin?
"Ibalot mo ang mga binti mo sa akin," utos niya.
Yumuko siya ng sapat para isubo ang aking suso, sinisipsip ng mariin ang isang utong. Kinagat ko ang aking ibabang labi para pigilan ang isang ungol habang kinagat niya ito, dahilan para iarko ko ang aking dibdib patungo sa kanya.
"Pakakawalan ko ang mga kamay mo; huwag na huwag kang susubok na pigilan ako."
*
Hayop, mayabang, at lubos na hindi mapigilan, ang eksaktong uri ng lalaki na ipinangako ni Ellie na hindi na niya muling papatulan. Pero nang bumalik ang kapatid ng kanyang kaibigan sa lungsod, natagpuan niya ang sarili na mapanganib na malapit sa pagsuko sa kanyang pinakamalalalim na pagnanasa.
Nakakainis, matalino, mainit, lubos na baliw, at pinapaligaya rin niya si Ethan Morgan.
Ang nagsimula bilang isang simpleng laro ay ngayon nagpapahirap sa kanya. Hindi niya maalis sa isip si Ellie, pero hindi na niya papayagan ang sinuman na makapasok muli sa kanyang puso.
Kahit na pareho silang lumalaban ng buong lakas laban sa nag-aalab na atraksyon na ito, magagawa kaya nilang pigilan ang kanilang mga sarili?
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Mary D. Sant
Chapter 1
Kabanata 01: Nang Dumating ang Problema
ELLIE
Pakiramdam ko, ang pagiging nag-iisang single sa grupo ng mga kaibigan na puro masayang magkasintahan na laging may sex ay nakakaapekto sa akin, na para bang oras na para humanap ng tamang lalaki.
Hindi naman talaga ako naghahanap; ipinangako ko lang sa sarili ko na hindi na ako makikipag-date sa mga gago o babaero matapos ang lahat ng pinagdaanan ko.
Pero doon nagsimula ang problema—or mas tamang sabihin, doon pumasok ang problema sa pintuan.
Pumasok si Ethan, nakababatang kapatid ni Ben, sa apartment nina Zoe at Ben habang kami’y nagkikita-kita, nag-iinuman at nagkukwentuhan.
Hindi ko gaanong kilala si Ethan. Ang alam ko lang ay siya ang nagpapatakbo ng opisina sa London at bumabalik na siya. Dapat sinabi sa akin ni Anna na siya ay... ganun.
Sa unang tingin pa lang, masasabi ko na siya ang tipo ng lalaking tinatawag kong Wolf Charming. Ito ang kabaligtaran ng Prince Charming, na sa isip ko, ay hindi ko gusto pero dapat siguro na gustuhin ko. Pero palagi kong iniisip na ang mga Prince Charming ay masyadong perpekto at, dahil dito, boring.
Ang Wolf Charming ang ideal type ko—ang tipo na may wild sex sa'yo at magtatrato sa'yo ng marahas, pero may charming side at ituturing kang prinsesa sa ibang pagkakataon.
Ganun ang impresyon na binigay ng matangkad, malapad ang balikat na lalaki na may madilim na blonde na buhok nang pumasok siya sa kwarto, naka-suit pa siya kahit Sabado. Mukha siyang elegante pero sa parehong oras ay mabagsik at virile.
“Wolf Charming?” bulong ko kay Anna habang papalapit kami para batiin siya kasama ng grupo.
Si Anna, ang best friend ko, marahil ang pangunahing dahilan kung bakit naka-embed sa isip ko ang ideya ng paghahanap ng tamang lalaki.
Hindi naman niya ako sinabihan na gawin iyon, pero dahil lang sa siya ay kasal kay Will, ang pinakaguwapo at pinakaseksing tattooed ex-player at nerd na nakilala ko. Sila ay perpekto para sa isa't isa.
Pinipilit ko pa rin silang dalawa na mag-donate ng DNA ni Will, para ma-clone ko siya sa laboratoryo. Lagi kong sinasabi na hindi patas na iisa lang si Will. Jackpot si Anna, at siyempre, jackpot din si Will.
“Bastard Charming, ayon kay Will,” bulong niya pabalik.
Biglang nawala ang ngiti ko. Hindi dahil nag-judge ako bago makilala ang isang tao—hindi ko ginagawa iyon; ayoko ng stereotypes at typification bilang isang mabuting scientist—pero ang marinig iyon ay magpapalagay ng kahit sinong matalinong babae sa alerto.
Sa mga nagdaang buwan, sinikap kong iwasan ang mga babaero, gago, at players sa New York.
Nilagok ko ang huling patak ng beer, at yumuko ako para ilagay ang bote sa coffee table bago ko batiin ang lalaking may kapansin-pansing kulay light brown na mga mata. Mas matangkad siya ng mga dalawampung sentimetro kaysa sa akin, kahit naka-heels na ako.
Kumulo ang tiyan ko habang pinilit kong ngumiti bilang tugon sa kanya, na nagpakita ng perpektong mga ngipin.
Pucha... ang gwapo niya.
Pumikit ako, sinusubukang magising sa trance.
“Nice to meet you, Ethan. Ako si Ellie. Welcome back to New York,” sabi ko, iniaalok ang kamay ko habang tumitibok ng malakas ang puso ko sa dibdib.
Hindi ko pinansin iyon, pati na rin ang kilabot na dumaan sa gulugod ko. Marahil dahil lahat ng tao sa paligid namin ay nakatingin na may kakaibang inaasahan, na parang may sumisigaw, dalawang single na tao sa kwarto, hindi lang ako tulad ng dati.
"Nice to meet you, Ellie." Matibay niyang kinamayan ang kamay ko.
Sinubukan kong hindi pansinin ang mabilis na pagtingin niya sa akin, na masyadong nagtagal sa dibdib ko. Agad kong binawi ang kamay ko nang bumitaw siya.
Nagtipon sina Ben, Will, at Jack sa mga sofa matapos dumating si Ethan, at hinila ko si Anna papunta sa kusina para kumuha ng isa pang inumin.
"Pareho ang mga mata niya sa kay Ben," sabi niya.
Oo, yung mga matang iyon ay talagang nakakahipnotismo.
"At pati ang reputasyon, ibig kong sabihin, bago siya nagpakasal kay Zoe," sabi ko, na nagpatawa sa aming dalawa. "Pero huwag mong ipaalam sa kanya na sinabi ko iyon. Kakainin niya ako nang buhay."
Sina Zoe at Bennett, o simpleng Ben, ay isa pang magkasintahan sa grupo ng mga kaibigan ko na malamang na may impluwensya sa akin, pero sa medyo ibang paraan kumpara kina Anna at Will.
Iyon ay dahil pareho silang mga gago na nagmahalan bago pa nila mapatay ang isa't isa. Hindi ko alam kung paano sila buhay pa, marahil dahil inilalabas nila ang lahat ng galit nila sa isa't isa sa pamamagitan ng sex.
"Tinitigan niya ang mga boobs mo," sabi ni Anna nang pumasok kami sa kusina.
Pinipigilan ang tawa, sumandal siya sa island habang abala ako sa pagbukas ng dalawang beer.
"Napansin mo pa iyon? Akala ko isang iglap lang iyon."
"Sa tingin ko, napansin ng lahat."
"Ugh! Bakit ba lahat nakatingin?"
"Marahil dahil kayo lang ang mga single sa kwarto? Kaya't interesante kayong panoorin kapag kasal na."
"Kailangan mo ba talagang ipaalala iyon? At hindi naman parang may mangyayari sa amin."
"Alam ko, alam ko. Walang mga gago, bastos, o babaero. Naririnig ko na iyan ng mahigit isang taon ngayon?"
"At patuloy mong maririnig iyon hanggang sa makahanap ako ng tamang lalaki." Iniabot ko sa kanya ang isa sa mga bote ng beer.
"Para sa tamang lalaki! Sana siya'y dumating na!" Itinaas niya ang bote, nag-propose ng toast, pinilit akong gawin din iyon. "At tapusin ang masamang mood mo sa maraming sex!" pagtatapos niya.
"Aba! Anong masamang mood?"
"Paumanhin!" Ang malalim na boses ay narinig bago pumasok sa kusina.
Ang presensya niya lang ay sapat na para maging hindi komportable ako.
"Pwede bang hanapin ko ang wine stash ni Ben?" tanong niya, na nagpaturn kay Anna para harapin siya.
"Tutulungan kita," alok niya, ginagabayan siya sa wall-mounted wine rack sa likuran ko.
Uminom ako ng mahaba sa beer ko, nalulunod sa sariling mga iniisip habang pinag-uusapan nila ang mga alak sa likuran ko.
"Ano ba ang tinitira ninyong mga Morgan? Alam kong halos araw-araw pumupunta sa gym si Bennett, pero walang dahilan para lumaki kayo ng ganito, hindi lang sa tangkad," biglang sabi ni Anna, halos mapasuka ako sa beer ko.
Diyos ko! Siya, gaya ng dati, walang preno. Narinig ko siyang tumawa nang mahina.
"Ikaw ang siyentipiko, di ba? Kaya mo ipaliwanag ang genetika."
"Sa tingin ko may mga bagay na kahit mga siyentipiko tulad natin ay hindi kayang ipaliwanag, tama ba, El?" sabi niya, pinipilit akong humarap sa kanila.
"Siyempre! Anuman ang pinag-uusapan ninyo, kasama ninyo ako."
"Kaya, siyentipiko ka rin?" Tinaas niya ang kilay niya sa akin.
"Oo, mas sa pananaliksik na ngayon."
"Aaminin ko, iba ang imahe ko ng mga siyentipiko sa isip ko," sabi niya, hindi nag-abalang itago ang paraan ng pagtingin niya sa katawan ko, na nagdulot ng pagkabalisa sa akin.
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