Searing Burst of Rage (Fireheart 2)

Chapter 24

I didn't know when or how I fell asleep. All I remember from last night was when I was just closing my eyes all aware of everything the entire time, from Alfe's light breathing with his chest moving up and down behind me, his leg's hair that was tingling me that I found annoying yet romantic... wait? Why would I even think of it as romantic? I must be out of my mind.

I even counted from 1 sheep to a hundred but still failed to sleep... I guess it isn't really effective after all. I wanted to move my arms, my head, my legs... my body because I'm too aware and conscious... but on the other hand, I didn't want to wake him up. He sleeps soundlessly, like a baby. This is crazy! I even fantasize about the way he sleeps.

It's unfair. How could he fall asleep easily? Bakit mas lalo akong nahirapang matulog nang nasa tabi ko sya? He should also feel the same way! That sounded so immature of me, but still, he should! Maybe he's just so comfortable sleeping without clothes on, while I was pulling out all the stops with the feel of his naked body around me.

I always wake up with Alfe hugging me like that night but once I wake up in the morning, I always find myself facing him and hugging him back with our legs wrapping around each other. There's no place in the world I want to wake up at every morning other than in between his arms.

I'm wearing fitted denim jeans paired with a green tee which is the theme color for my father's party. It's early in the morning and I'm already ready for today's agenda. It's for the campaign and I should be present. To look simple, I only tied my hair halfway, my side bangs had grown so I look so refreshing without it and of course with my bare face.

"Alfe! Come on!" tawag ko kay Alfe. Sobrang tagal sa walk-in closet, daig pa ang babae sa tagal sa pagpili ng damit. That's one of some that I learned about him, he's picky with clothes. Well, no wonder he always look good.

Lumabas din naman agad si Alfe ng closet. Medyo basa pa ang buhok nya at wala pang suklay. Kahit na ganun ay ang gwapo nya pa din sa paningin.

"We still have two hours before the program," he said, fixing his belt.

"Wear something green," paalala ko sa kanya.

He's not really a big fan of wearing uniforms and he hates Papa's campaign polos. He really is so picky.

"Ayoko," tanggi nya.

Taking off my green hair tie and walking towards him, I frowned and handed him my tie.

Nagtataka nya akong tiningnan. "Do you want me to tie your hair? I don't know how but I can try."

"Of course not," I said, reaching out for his hand. "Isuot mo nalang ito."

He sighed distressed so I laughed at him.

"Just wear it, Alfe," I insisted.

He didn't say anything this time and let my hair tie rest around his wrist next to his watch. Ngumiti ako sa kanya atsaka tumalikod para kunin ang black na spare tie ko sa drawer.

"We have to be early. Maybe I could do something to help them there," I told him as we went down the stairs.

"There are organizers. Everything is set, the officials will just show up and give their speeches and insubstantial promises," he lazily said.

"Don't say that, Alfe," masamang saway ko sa kanya.

"Sorry," he apologized. I don't know if he really meant it but I let it go.

Alfe opened the car's door for me. I immediately climbed in and buckled the seatbelt. I'm so excited about today. I had been on my father's campaign before but it felt like it was a long time ago and I could even barely remember. I wasn't really good at doing speeches in front of other people but my father inspired me, it gave me confidence and pushed me that I could also do it as slick as a whistle.