Miranda continued to stare at me as I motioned to get up
from my seat.
She said someone was looking for me. It's probably
Zoren. Maybe he's here because he wanted to explain himself
and tell me he wants to marry me instead of that bold woman-
what was her name again? Ah, it's Veron.
She's obviously more beautiful, elegant, poised and most
importantly rich compared to me.
To my surprise, when I arrived at the door, it wasn't who
I was expecting to see. It was Oddie; Oddette's big brother. At
the back of my head, I was a little disappointed.
"Hi Emmie, is my little sister here?" His baritone voice
was the first thing to greet me. I looked at him from head to toe.
"Since when did you arrive?" I asked, putting my hands
above my waist. A chuckle erupted from his lips. It's better to
cast aside these unsorted thoughts in my head and focus on him
for the time being.
"What do you think?" he asked. The two of us embraced
each other into a warm hug before breaking away. I flashed a
sweet smile on my face.
"Anyway, yes. Oddette is definitely here," I said. I
immediately held his hand and dragged him towards the inside of
the house. I called for my best friend sitting across the dining
table, only to find her still gobbling food. I frowned at her for a
moment.
"Oddette you never told me about your big brother
coming back from the sea," I teased. My best friend turned
around to look at us, her eyes widening as a smile curled onto
her face. She came flying towards her sibling to which I
immediately broke away from holding his hand.
When I saw the two of them embraced each other into a
tight hug, a grin crept into my face. It's always enjoyable to see
siblings reuniting. I crossed my arms, staring at the two of them,
not until my attention was caught by their stomachs grinding
towards each other. It made me reminisce about Zoren again.
Shit.
My mind automatically remembered how Zoren and I
had sex in the washroom of the shop; about how he pinned me
down on the wall and rained kisses on my body, how he sucked
my boobs and screwed me standing. I bit my lower lip.
I can still make up how sturdy his chest was, how his
arms can lift me up without any problems, how he pounded me
as if there was no tomorrow.
He thrusted himself a few times inside of me as my legs
clung to his waist. The way he grinded and inserted himself to
the very end of my core and how my hips automatically move on
its own. I gulped. We both reached our climax while he was
bending me down at that time.
I was only back to reality when I felt Oddette's arm
bump into mine. I looked at her for a second only to see her still
staring at her brother.
"How did you know, I was here?" she asked.
"How could I not know? Emmie is your only best friend.
If ever you're not at home. I'm sure you'll be here," his brother
responded. His eyes then started to roam around the area only to
stop at the dining table. "So, you guys are having lunch?" he
added.
"Yes, come and join us." Miranda went to get a plate for
Oddie but before she could do so, he reached out his hand in an
attempt to stop her.
"Don't bother. I already had my lunch earlier. I'm still
full," he said. "Go and finish your meal, I have a surprise for the
two of you," he said, grinning before heading towards the other
direction.
I turned around to look at Oddette only to find her
staring back at me. The two of us exchanged a smug look before
going back to our meal.
When we finished, we quickly tidied the dining room
and washed the dishes. Miranda then excused herself and went
upstairs saying she had some things to attend to.
After a while, we all went to Oddette's house. Their
parents were already there, sitting on the sofa waiting for us. I
kissed her mother and father like they were my second parents as
a sign of greeting and respect.
"How are you my dear?" Mrs. Santillan asked.
"I'm good Aunty," I answered. I sat down next to her.
"Oddette, told me that the shop you're working in is
already closed starting today?" she asked. I can feel the
sympathy in her tone.
"Yes, Aunty, that's what Oddette said. She gave me my
salary earlier and told me the sad news," I replied, lowering my
gaze.
I felt a dull pain engulfing my heart, remembering that
the shop will never open again. I need to move on and forget
about Zoren. I clenched my fist, trying to hide the pained
expression on my face.
As I lifted my head to look at the couple again, I noticed
Oddette's mother staring at me with such a loom face. It looked
like she noticed that something was wrong. I guess I'm bad at
lying.
"It's okay, my dear, I believe that soon you will find
another one; a better one," she reassured with a thin smile
forming into her lips.
I only nodded in response.
Zoren may have shown that he cared for me but that
doesn't mean it was love. I never even heard him say those three
words to me. Maybe the things I thought were special was
actually nothing to him and only... sex was connecting the two
of us.
I decided to stay for a while in their house and casually
became comfortable in the living room. My best friend's parents
continued to talk to me while on the other hand, she was missing
in action.
At the corner of my eye as I continued to exchange
conversation with the old couple, my attention was caught by a
familiar stature approaching.
He had such broad shoulders and masculine body that I
continued to stare at him. The way sweat dripped on his forehead
and onto his chest, my eyes landed downward. My heart started
racing out of nowhere as I continued to be in awe with his torso.
He had a sturdy six pack abs and how some tiny hair was visible
at his navel. I gulped.
My gaze then landed towards his pants and how I
imagine the size of his shaft.
Shit. What am I even thinking? This is Oddette's brother