CHAPTER 13

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"You were right about me. I am gay. And I like you."

I was surprised by what he said and, at the same time, I am speechless and didn't know what to say.

Did I hear it right?

He is... gay??? Really?

He slowly lowered his body to mine and brought his face close to mine. Now, I can feel his warm breath and even hear his heartbeat.

I gulped, I tried to speak and push him but I couldn't open my mouth and my whole body was frozen.

Damn! What the hell is happening to me?

Until his lips pressed with mine.

Damn it! This crazy guy is kissing me right now and I am not doing anything!

He breaks the kiss, stared at my eyes, and then at my lips. I gulped hard when he licked my lips and kissed me again.

What. The. Fuck!?

Why can't I move? Why am I letting him kiss me?

Wake up, Jake! Wake up!

His tongue roamed in my mouth. He raised both my hands and held my wrist as if he were tying me. He tilted his head to the side to deepen the kiss. My eyes are wide open while he is kissing me. I'm speechless, I’m stunned. I don't know what's happening to me.

Why can't I move?

Lukeweynn left my mouth and went to my neck, lightly biting it. Unexpectedly, I moaned as I threw my head back. I also found myself closing my eyes as he started grinding between my legs.

Damn it! My whole body starts to heat up, and I also feel a strange feeling. Is this a pleasure? Damn!? Why do I feel this way about a man!?

He continued kissing my neck while grinding on me. He let go of my hands and his hands went under my shirt and tugged it off. He threw my shirt to the ground and went back to kiss my lips.

This time, I kiss him back and I fucking don't know why I am doing this.

He grabbed my hips and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Both of our hard bulges rubbed against each other, making it hard to separate.

Damn it!

He suddenly breaks the kiss and stares at me. He moves closer to my ear, breathing slightly.

"Let me fuck you, Jake." He hotly whispered.

I gulped hard. I'm speechless. I shiver when he bites my ear lobe.

"I want to thrust at you so hard that you wouldn't even walk right."

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"AHHHHHH!!!!"

I wake up covered with sweat, chasing my breath. I hadn't noticed I had fallen asleep.

Damn it! What was that? Was that a dream!? Damn it! What kind of dream is that!?

"Jake, are you okay?"

I looked at someone who spoke beside me and it was Lukeweynn. I was surprised because his face was so close to mine, so I immediately punched him and got up.

"Whoah," he touched his cheek where my fist hit. He looked at me. "Why did you punch me?" He asked. His voice is calm.

"Uh... What did you do to me, huh !?"

"What?" He frowned in confusion.

"What... What did you do to me!?”

"What? I'm not doing anything for you. I was trying to help you wake up because you looked like you were having a nightmare. Are you okay?"

So, that was really a dream!? Oh, thank goodness!

He stood up and walked to the other sofa, he sat down. "So, are you okay?" He asked as he took a laptop. "What's your dream?"

What was my dream? Damn it! I don't want to remember. This was crazy! Ew!

"That's none of your business."

"Alright. None of my business." He chuckled.

Shaking my head, it was then I saw food on the table. Raw foods with hot sauce. My favorite.

I looked at him again. He is not looking at me because his attention is focused on his laptop. I thought that dream was really real. Goodness!

"I'm... I'm sorry." I uttered all of a sudden.

"For?"

I frowned. He doesn’t really know what that is sorry for. Or he is just pretending not to know? Tss. Annoying.

"For punching you," I said reluctantly.

He chuckled. "It's fine. It's not too painful." He said, opening his laptop, he focused his attention there.

Really? I think I hit the little wound he got earlier from the bad guys.

Whatever. Maybe it really doesn't hurt. He is a man anyway. He can endure it.

"Anyway, what are these foods for?"

"For you," he replied immediately.

"For me?"

"Yeah. For you." He glances at me for a moment. "It's already lunch, you need to eat. Eat up. We're leaving after you eat."

"Where are we going?"

He took his eyes off his laptop and looked at me. "Aren't we going on a date? Have you forgotten?"

"Ah, okay." I forgot.

"Eat up. Eat well." He smiled and turned his attention back to his laptop.

I took the chopstick and started eating.

Wait... How about him? Won't he eat?

I looked at him again. He was busy doing something on his laptop but, unexpectedly, he suddenly looked at me, so I immediately avoided him.

I hope he didn't catch me.

"Uh, you were looking at me?" He asked.

Well, he did.

"What? Nope." I refused.

He chuckled, closed the laptop, and placed it on his side. He crosses his legs as well as his arms across to his chest while he leans his back comfortably on the back of the sofa. "Yes, you were. What is it? Do you have something to say? Or do you need something else? Tell me."

I really can’t escape him.

"Aren't you going to eat?" I asked.

"I already ate."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I ate while you were sleeping."

"Is that so? Why don't you eat again?"

"Are you inviting me to eat with you?"

I slightly raised an eyebrow. "Huh? Nope. It's just I feel uncomfortable eating alone." I don't really like eating alone.

"Really? Just that?"

"Of course. What else do you expect?"

A small smile slipped out on the corner of his lips. "Nothing. But..." I didn't let him utter more words and I offered him the fork.

"Eat," I ordered. He stared at the fork.

"What are you staring at? Eat."

"Okay," he smiled. "I'll eat you."

"What?" I didn't hear much of what he said because he said it weakly.

"I'll eat with you, I said." He repeated, he took the fork I handed him and he also started eating.

Good. I also continued with my diet.

While we were eating, I accidentally looked into his mouth, and all of a sudden, my dream came back to my mind. The way his lips kissed my lips and neck.

Was that really a dream? Why is it so damn real?

Shit! Ew! Yuck!

Why did I dream of him? And why that kind of dream?

That was really ridiculous. It gave me chills. Yuck! Really, yuck!

"What?"

I stopped ranting in my mind when he looked at me and spoke.

"Huh?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Why are you staring at me? Do I have dirt on my face?"

"Nope. Wait, I am not staring at you. Stop assuming." I said, rolling my eyeballs, and looking away. I fill my mouth with food.

I heard him laugh a little. "You really love to deny things, huh? Okay, then. I'll pretend you didn't look at me."

What the? I said I am not staring at him!

I looked at him again while frowning. I was about to speak but he didn't give me a chance.

"Don't talk when your mouth is full." He said, winking.

My forehead frowned even more. Seriously. He is getting on my nerves, I mean, he's annoying me! Tss.

[FAST FORWARD]

We are on our way now to the Ayala Triangle Gardens for our next destination. This would be the last place and then I would go home. I can't stay up all day with this man.

"Let's continue the conversation we had earlier." He said, breaking the silence between us.

"What? What did we talk about earlier?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. We’ve talked a lot before so I don’t know which of those he’s referring to.

"You haven't told me about yourself yet."

About myself? Oh, that one.

Why else would he need to know that? As if we are going to partner for real, tss.

"What do you want me to know?"

"Hmm. Everything. Like your size."

"What!?" I eternally frowned and I almost lost focus on driving because of his question. Why is he talking naughty?

He chuckled. "Relax. I mean the size of your shirts. Like that. Just, everything about. I wanna know."

Tss. Pervert.

"I'm large, sometimes medium. It depends on the brand of the clothes."

"I see. I'm large too. Always."

I saw him smile from the corner of my eyes.

Whatever.

"What else? Tell me more."

"I don't know what to tell you about myself. Just ask and I'll tell you."

"Okay. How about your feet? The size of your foot?"

Suddenly, my dream sank into my brain when he asked.

The foot...

Ew! Yuck! Ridiculous! Yeah, that was a ridiculous dream. No, that's not a dream. That was a nightmare.

Ah! Erase that from your mind, Jake. Forget about that.

"Right, let's forget about that."

"What?"

I suddenly looked at Lukeweynn for a moment. "Huh?" Damn, I didn't notice I said that.

"Forget about what?"

"Uh... Nothing. Well, my foot is size six."

"S... Six." He looked at my foot for a moment.

He's weird. Why is he asking about my size? Tss.

"Well, I'm seven. So, where are you schooling right now? Which department do you belong to?"

Is this a job interview? Tss.

"I'm an engineering student at SIS."

"SIS? I graduated there."

"I know."

"How do you know?"

Ops. My tongue slipped. He might think I stalked him.

"Just my Dad told me."

"Oh, I got it. So, how about your love life? Are you single?"

I looked at him for a moment before I answered that question. "Yeah. I'm single, but I have someone that I like too."

"Really? Whos the girl?"

I chuckled. "Why do you want to know her? That's none of your business, Lukeweynn."

"Okay. None of my business. How long have you liked her?" He asked and he seemed interested to know this.

"Long time. I have liked her for a long time."

"How long?"

"Six years."

"Oh, pretty long. Does she like you too?"

"What?"

"Does she like you too or not?"

"I don't know. She doesn't know that I like her. But we're friends. We're good friends. We attended the same school and always saw each other."

"Oh, I see."

"Yeah. Actually, I'm planning to confess to her but I don't know how. I don't know when." I glanced at him for a second. "You already have someone you like too, right? Maybe you have an idea of how to confess to the person you like. Maybe you can give me some advice on what I should do and when I should do that." I said and stopped the car because of its green lights.

Judging from him, he looked so expert when it comes to love, so maybe I can get an idea from him.

"I haven't been able to confess how I feel to the person I like, but I think ..." He paused and I looked at him. He is also looking at me. I didn't speak, I just waited for him to finish his sentence.

"Don't go ahead with what you're planning," he said in a serious tone of his voice.

I frowned at what he said.

"Huh?"

"You're getting married to me. Why would you confess how you feel for her?"

I scoffed. "Are you serious?"

"Yes. I'm being serious here."

I barely laughed. He's so damn funny! "You know what, you're weird. So what if I confess how I feel for her? Yeah, I'm getting married to you. But it's not like we are getting married for real. We will only be getting married because you need something and my father needs you, but that doesn't mean we're going to like each other like... like we’re going to act so real. I think we have to make rules before the wedding.” I said and drove the car when the lights turned red.

"I don't need rules. I don't want rules."

"Why? Rules can..."

He cut me off.

"I don't need them. I mean... I'm not saying you can't like her anymore, but you can't confess to her as long as you're with me. You can't go out with her as long as you are with me. You need to... I mean we need to be careful. My parents have eyes everywhere. We can’t get caught." His voice is serious while saying those words.

"I'll do the same so that your father's name won't be stained, so in return, don't embarrass me in my family." He added. He's very serious.

Tss.

"Fine," I replied reluctantly, rolling my eyeballs slightly.

"Thanks,"

I never spoke again.

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