Chapter 132: Chapter 132

(Avery’s Thoughts)

“Hey, we are going to be late for our flight!” I yell when I notice Kendra still struggling on how to put all her stuff in one big luggage.

“Wait up! This stupid luggage just won’t listen to me!” she frustratedly yells back at me. Kendra is not a patient one and she hates dealing with this kind of stuff.

So I go to her room to check-up on her. And there I see her leg wrestling with her luggage just so she can close it up.

“Stupid-little-luggage!” she yells and kicks before she pounds it hard in the end. And then she sits beside it looking at me with so much energy wasted.

“Help me out, A?” she begs. I smile at her and then gently hit her on her forehead.

“That’s why I’ve been telling you to pack a week ago,” I nag at her a little and she sticks her tongue out for a moment.

“Hmm, let’s see what unnecessary things you put in here,” I tease her. Then I begin to take out some clothes and things she can’t wear to our destination.

“Nope!” “–But I need it.” “–It’s a tropical country, you’ll be sweating if you bring this.”

“Not this one either!” “–But it’s an option for me.” “–You already have three swim suit, so no!”

“Definitely not!” “–But those are cute.” “–Seriously? High-knee boots on the beach, Kendra?”

“All of it are needed,” she argues continuously, but I glare at her so she gives up.

Then I fit everything perfectly in her luggage and close it up, “Okay, done! Now, are we good to go?” I say to her while my hands are on my waist.

“Thank you, A. And thank you for inviting us over to this trip. It’s been a while since Nik and I have been on a vacation,” she hugs me tight.

So I embrace her back and taps her back, “I should be the one thanking you both.”

The heartfelt moment is disturbed as Jeff calls to us, “Uh, ladies, Nik’s here, so we gotta hit the road,” he says while carrying both our luggage beside him.

“Off we go,” Jeff says.

“To El Nido, Palawan!” K and I scream with so much excitement harmoniously.

***

Traveling to the Philippines is extremely exhausting. But since Jeff’s parents are currently taking their vacation here, Jeff decided to follow them instead of waiting for another month for our introduction.

After arriving at their main airport in Manila, we had a few hours to stretch our legs up, eat some meal, and then board another flight bound for Puerto Princesa. Well, we couldn’t get a direct flight to Puerto.

Like I said, it was a long journey, because after we arrived at Puerto, we had to travel via van for about 6 to 7 hours to reach the port.

And finally, we took a short boat ride to our beachfront villa where Jeff’s parents are currently staying.

The boat ride isn’t as scary as I expected it to be, on the contrary, I enjoy it very much. After ten minutes on the boat, I can finally see the shore and the beautiful beach villas on it. They were right, this place is like a paradise.

At the same time, my heart begins to pound as we get closer, and I tighten my grip on Jeff’s hand.

“Babe? Are you okay?” he asks me.

“Not really. I am nervous, babe. Hell, nrevous!” I confess to him.

He frowns and asks curiously, “Nervous about what?”

“About meeting your parents. And I don’t know. I haven’t been around with any parent figure since my parents’ passing. I don’t know how should I deal with them,” I sigh and look down.

But Jeff reassures me, “Babe, you need nothing to impress them, you just need to be you, and they will definitely love you,” then he gives me a kiss on the lips.

“Are you sure?” I still hesitate to believe.

“Yes, you are a wonderful woman, and definitely a gorgeous one,” then he winks at me.

Not long, the small boat finally reaches the shore, and the boatman begin to install the retractable steel stair.

Nik and Kendra are the first to alight. And because of the waves gushing, there’s no other choice but to get our feet soaked in seawater, which Kendra really likes.

Then Jeff goes before me and he assists me on going down, “Do you want me to carry you?” he asks.

I blush and feel a little embarrassed. So I shake my head off and continue going down, until I feel the fine sand on my sole, and the cold water on my feet, “That feels so refreshing.”

We wait until all our luggages are also taken out from the boat.

I look around and see the marvelous beauty of this place, “Fresh air, great sunray, cool soundwave, I like it here,” I declare, “Your parents are right. You can’t say no to a place like this.”

“Yeah, that’s tight! And look around, we can wear our swimsuit without minding the others,” Kendra jests, but Nikolai glares at her.

“No, you are not,” Nik even adds.

“So, shall we go to our villas?” Jeff says.

And the four of us look for the place, we ask some locals for direction and surprisingly, they can both understand and speak the English language. Some are fluent, some use broken English. Some have great accent, some have thick accent. Yet, I think the locals are very kind and good in communicating with tourists.

After ten to fifteen minutes of walking, we finally arrive at this beachfront villas. Our villas are just beside each other.

The villas here are different from the ones we have in America. Instead of using full concrete in their premises, they use the combination of a modern zen type for the artisitic side with a twist of straws and nipa huts for the cooler and nature side of it.

They also use glass pane for walls instead of concrete. Everyone would fall in love in this place.

I see there’s a balcony where you can see as the sun rises and sets.

“So, see you later guys?” I direct it to Kendra.

She waves goodbye as Nik and her enter their villa.

I look to Jeff, “Ours is this right? BFV-07?”

Then he nods, “Let’s go?”

Then we enter the place, too. Mesmerized by the beauty inside, I couldn’t speak as I roam around the area.

From the furnitures, to the fixtures, everything is in their right place, everything is connected. I go upstairs and the master’s bedroom astonishes me with a great view.

The bed itself is facing the balcony, divided by the glass pane door where you can see the sunlight and the moonlight directly.

“Amazing! This is just so amazing,” I murmur.

I slowly walk to the sliding door, while tracing the edge of this majestic bed, still caught up in the beauty of the scenery before me.

Then I slide the door, and as soon as it opens, the gushing of wind kisses my skin tremendously, as if inviting me to walk out.

I step out and pass by the coffee table placed in the balcony and go straight to the balcony’s railing made of bamboo. I close my eyes and sniff the air.

After everything I’ve been through, it seems it is the first time I can finally breathe peacefully. I breathe the fresh air multiple times as deep as I could, and there’s no greater feeling than this.

But this freedom is short-term as it is interrupted by two hands suffocating my freedom to breathe and feel.

“Did I just use the word suffocating?” I ask myself, “Why?”

Jeff’s masculine arms hug me from behind. He wraps it around my small waist, immobilizing me, suffocating me a bit.

But I let him do so, to repay every little mistake I did in our relationship. Then I secure his hands as I hold them tight.

Then I hear him whisper, “I’ve been looking for you, what are you doing here?” then he begins to trace my neck and the back of my ears with his lips.

I answer using a sweet voice, “Nothing, just enjoying the view. It’s so nice here, thank you for bringing me here.”

“Are you happy, babe?” Jeff asks again and showers me with kisses. I moan a little as my body automatically reacts to what he’s doing.

“Of course, extremely happy. Thank you for allowing me to bring Kendra and Nik, here. I feel less nervous and more comfortable now.”

“Anything for you, babe. Now, can I kiss you, on the lips?” he straightforwardly asks.

So I unlink his hug and face him, leaning my bottom at the railings, clinging my arms to his neck, “Jeff, you don’t need to ask. I am yours to take,” I smile, but the feelings I have is not like what I want it to be.

I feel lonely, yet quiet. My heart isn’t pounding, unlike when I was with him.

Then he holds the back of my head securing it, then moves his face towards mine and then he kisses me.

Before our lips lock, I take a deep breath and allow him to devour me. Jeff’s kiss is full of hunger, so I let him lead it as he wants it to be.

And as his kisses grow deeper, I convince myself, “This is the place where I should be. This is who I should be. This trip will heal me, this trip will repair our relationship. I promise to give myself to Jeff and Jeff alone.”