"THAT'S quite an appetite, Tasha," anito, tinanggal ang sunglasses na suot, nanatiling nakasampa ang mga siko sa kitchen counter.
Nanlaki nang husto ang mga mata niya nang masuri ang mukha ng lalaki. "I-Ikaw 'yong nakasalubong ko sa ospital."
Maliit itong ngumiti. "English, please," anito, tumayo nang tuwid, isinandal ang beywang sa dining table.
Tasha did everything she could not to compliment the man in her head because even if how much those black silk long-sleeved dress shirt and white trousers hugged his whole body seamlessly, how those deep-set eyes got the lightest brown that complimented with his faultless caramel skin, it didn't really change the fact that he was the one who kidnapped her.
"I have to go home," aniya salubong ang kilay. Doon na unti-unting bumalik sa isipan an
