qu'on maime
Un
He tells her to drop by his shop. He'll teach her how to use her new camera, he says. She wonders if he's just really nice or he wants her on him again.
They dance like cat and mice for days - slow, quiet, almost somnolent - and then he bucks.
"I'm a good girl, don't make me bad," she says from lowered lashes.
He laughs. "You're not a good girl."
She promises to wear red lipstick again when she drops by.
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Deux
Of all the men who ever had a hold on her, he's the one she's always been... Fond? Challenged? Scared? of.
The way he calls her out, the way he tells her off, the way he withholds himself - it's almost electric. (Too bad her friends will never understand.)
"Diba may usapan na tayo?"
"Diba sabi ko sayo. Marupok lang ako pero di ako sinungaling."
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Trois
Good boy to, he tells her, and two months in, there isn't a reason not to believe him. He's intellectual, family-oriented and utterly wholesome.
But that's exactly the problem. She knows good boys are what's good for her, but it's the bad boys who make her quiver.
She wonders how long this thing with him will last.
