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FRANKI'S POV

I hate myself. I so hate myself for doing that to her...

And now, it left me wanting more.

But what's new? She always has that effect on me. I didn't even understand the Joker movie because I was so focused on my urges to touch her, to find a way to be close to her...

Having minds of their own, my fingers start playing with my kind of sore lips—thanks to Diana—while looking out of the car's window. David is quietly driving with his right hand while he carefully snuggles his injured arm on his chest.

The guilt that I am feeling right now for cheating on him with his sister is overpowered with the lingering taste of her lips on mine. I can practically still feel the hunger in her touches and the way she kissed me earlier.

Diana wanted this as much as I do...I can feel it. And I am getting more and more addicted to her presence whenever I see her.

I missed her so much and I wasn't able to contain myself when I saw her again. I mean, she looked so hot in her orange polo shirt and black leggings and with her hair loosely tied—that hair that I want to mess up again.

Oh my gosh. Is this normal to be like this to another woman?

I didn't care about everyone else at that time. It's her that all I see...And I am surprised at the things that I can do to satisfy my cravings.

I was drowning in bliss the moment I saw her in Bench Cafe earlier, but immediately rose out of water when I saw that she was actually with Veronica.

Is she just a close friend? Or her girlfriend? I always fail to ask her whenever I see her.

That woman...The way she looked at me screamed jealousy. I have been wanting to ask Diana about the real deal between her and Veronica but I'm scared...

I'm scared to know what her answer will be...

Am I a bad person? I know I am hurting Veronica and David but I can't really help myself.

Diana's warmth and smell invade my mind once again. It's like carved on my senses already. The way she pushed me against the wall with dominance was so hot and I felt so powerless over her. Good thing I was able to get a grip of my self before she could have sneaked her hand inside my pants and rub the hell out of me in a public place.

I mean, I love the thrill and everything but I badly want to see her again tomorrow. I clear my throat and adjust myself on my seat when I start to feel the discomfort from my waist down.

Yeah, I get it. You're fucking wet, and that is your fault anyway.

Blame it on Frances. Holding Diana's hands while watching the movie with our significant others on our either side was the most thrilling yet the sweetest thing ever and I will never forget that moment. 

"It's mom's birthday on Friday," David's voice beside me has snapped me out of my Diana's thoughts.

"What?" I finally turn to him, slightly dumbfounded with my fantasies. "This Friday?"

"Yes. And she wants to meet you." he glances at me with a smile.

"Oh..." I trail off, slightly lost right now. His mom wants to meet me. And she's literally Diana's mom too so...

"I-I want to meet her too! I can't wait!" I force a toothy grin on my face.

"It's gonna be a huge celebration in Cabanatuan and we have to buy a gift for her tomorrow." he casually says like everything is normal between us.

"Tomorrow?" An eyebrow of mine arches up. Sometimes, I wonder if David is just pretending to be oblivious on what is actually happening or...or... he is just that dense to notice and care about the little things...

My gosh. It just then occurred to me that I still don't know him that much yet.

"Yes, why? Do you already have any plans in mind?" he glances at me again.

Uh...Fucking your sister?

This time, his gaze lingers on my face and it caused me to shift uncomfortably in my seat.

"N-nothing...I can't wait to meet her!" I blurt out in my high-pitched, heavily accented voice.

He reaches for my hand, brings it to his lips, and lovingly kisses it. The gesture has softened my face down as it filled my chest with different emotions. I reciprocated his smile before returning my gaze out the window as a soft sigh comes out of my bare lips.

I feel bad for "cheating", you know, but I am not sure with which sibling at this point...

He opens another topic, about going to Palawan and Siargao, and it somehow managed to distract me from thinking about his sister.

Minutes later, we have already reached the condominium building and I just then find myself warily opening up my phone to compose a message for Diana as David comes out of the car.

"were home na po. love u. ❤🙈"

My impulse made my fingers betray my thoughts because I have already pressed the Send button before I could even contemplate on the rationality of my message.

My teeth are chattering in anticipation as David and I make our way inside the building and up to the unit. He has been talking to me inside the elevator about his canceled endorsement booking but I am still lost. It has been like ten minutes and his sister hasn't replied yet, which made me remember that special night in the motel when I accidentally told her that I am in love with her...

And she didn't say anything back.

Okay, I have to chill. She might be just busy right now.

Relax, Fudgee. She's driving right now.

But I think I saw Veronica entering the driver's seat before we parted ways and it is her car so...

David immediately throws his keys on the couch as soon as we enter the unit before staggering his way into the bedroom. He is staring at me as I help him change into his sleeping clothes because of his limited movements caused by his injury, and I start to feel uncomfortable again. I know this look that he is giving to me right now, and I don't want to do it...

...ever again. I just can't imagine being intimate with him anymore and I can't pinpoint the exact reason.

Yeah right. Convince yourself.

He is about to lean in to give me a kiss on my lips but I immediately turn my head away and pretended to scoop my things up from the bed.

"It's been a long but fun day and you need to get a rest, Davey. For faster wound healing." I casually say as I prepare my sleeping clothes.

He just quietly sits on the edge of the bed with his eyes not leaving me. I can feel the question and yearning on his gaze but I try my best to ignore it. I don't know how to handle it at this very moment. I gulp the tension down and skip my way inside the bathroom with my clothes and phone in my arms.

He is still looking at me as I close the bathroom door.

I then carefully lock it, place my stuff on the counter and lean against the wall as I open my phone again.

"hey D, just want to ask about Veronica. Did she say anything? 🤔🧐"

I keep biting my lower lip as I stare at the screen, aching for the notification of her reply to chime in.

"Oop-!"

My hand flies over my mouth as I squeak in surprise when she suddenly replied at this very second.

"No worries, Franki. We're just friends. 🥳❤"

With alert eyes, my thumbs fiddle hyperactively over the screen, thinking of what to reply to it.

My eyes narrow when I realize something. She replied to this but to my first text, she didn't...

Why won't she say it back? I again start to feel this weird feeling in my stomach.

"ok. see you tomorrow?😚"

I press Send again after mentally counting sixty-nine seconds.

It has been ten minutes and I am just here standing inside the bathroom like an idiot while waiting for her reply.

I groan while rolling my eyes. She is doing it again, and I want to scream in frustration and impatience.

David might be wondering why I am quiet inside here so I decided to proceed with my life at the moment.

****

I have already finished my shower and evening skincare routine but she didn't reply yet. What's taking her so long? Is she doing this on purpose?

I walk out of the bathroom, trying my best to be silent as possible and I have never been this thankful and relieved upon seeing David already sleeping.

I carefully slide in the bed beside him and cautiously open my phone again to check if she has replied already.

I automatically cover my mouth with my hand when she finally did.

"So how can I sleep, Franki? 😣"

I pull the blanket all the way up to my head and wrap it around my shoulders as I start composing my reply underneath the sheets.

"finally you replied! but what do you mean you cant sleep? 🤔"

Another vibration swoops in in just a matter of seconds and I have to continue covering my mouth because it often betrays me.

"Nothing. Goodnight na. Sleep tight, Punky! Ill see you sooon! ❤ 🙈"

Oh my gosh I am so kilig right now and my body is kind of confused about the exact position that it wants in the bed.

"i cant wait to see you TOMORROW, D. goodnight and love u! ❤👯‍♀️👯‍♀️"

Yes, I need to emphasize the word tomorrow, in case she has forgotten about it.

I can't wait, you know, and what Franki wants, Franki gets.

I just realized that I have been smiling all out when my cheek starts to strain. After massaging my jaw and doing some momentary mouth exercise, I wear the same smile again while waiting for her reply.

But then, a minute has already passed by, and nothing came in and it caused my left, pencil-free eyebrow rises up in question.

Another two minutes joins the chat, and both of them are now arched up in impatience.

Fifteen minutes later and my lips have already extended for like ten more centimeters from pouting.

Half an hour had passed and my face is now ugly as fuck from being crumpled.

Don't say I love you or anything about it if you want her to reply, Frances.

Oh my gawd, she really doesn't want to say it back! I snatch the pillow under my head in frustration and slap it over my face as I groan myself out to an exasperated slumber.

****

I woke up at around eleven in the morning and immediately check on my phone for Diana's messages. I pout my lips in disappointment upon seeing none.

She really is testing me.

I roll my eyes as I wearily get up the bed. The smell of bacon and eggs is attacking my hunger right now.

After fixing myself, I head to the kitchen and find David wearing an apron as he cooks. He actually looks adorable in it. After sensing my presence, he looks back and gives me his boyish grin which has caused me to stop in my tracks in a split second. I am not sure if it is because of how cute he is or if it is the guilt and pity...

"Good morning, baby. How was your sleep?" He removes the distance between us to give me a soft kiss on my cheek.

"It's nice, as usual," I reply with my still groggy, just-woke-up voice as I stare at him. I just then realize that he actually grew his beard again and his hair is now longer. Am I not that really that attentive to him lately?

I suddenly have the urge to shave it for him, but then, he looks like he is enjoying it so I'll just let him be...

"That's great. Now, eat and be fat so no one will look at you anymore." he jokes as he drags me to the dining table and pulls a chair out for me.

"You're crazy! I'm a model and I have to maintain my figure, Davey!"

"I know. I'm just joking, Sleepyhead," he pinches my chin as he grins. He then finally serves the food and we talk about his appointment in the hospital as we finally eat.

I am trying my best to be normal and casual, but my eyes kept darting on the wall clock behind him. My senses are also heightened with anticipation, expecting a vibration from my phone any second from now but it looks like Diana decided to get back at me again this time.

I wonder what they are doing right now in Veronica's condo. Ugh. I want to throw a tantrum right now, really, but I have to behave so David will not notice anything.

But how long I can manage to be like this though?

Diana...miss na kita...
(Diana...I miss you already...)

****

Afternoon rolls down so fast and I am near to losing my patience. Diana is really playing with my emotions. Until now, I got no text from her and the day is about to end. I have been purposely ignoring David and pretending to be busy with my modeling portfolio in our bedroom while he watches workout routines on Youtube in the flat screen outside. He also got busy over the phone with a PR manager who is interested in recruiting him as a workout supplement endorser.

Maybe Diana will surprise me again later...just like what she did last time when I was in the mansion...

But if you're expecting it, it will not happen.

No, I think she will and I guess I just have to prepare my body and mind for it.

I slip my clothes out of my body and replace it with a single white towel before stepping inside the bathroom. I turn the water up in the bathtub, fill it with my favorite rose-scented shower gel for my bubble bath and lean down to playfully stir a part of it with my fingers. The soapy glistening bubbles start to cascade over the tub and I giggle as I pop out everything that I can with my fingers.

After getting tired of playing with the bubbles, I finally stand up, drop my towel on the floor and finally slide down into the warm water, letting it block out the sounds around me. I wish the tub would expand so I could swim and pretend that I'm on a beach under the warmth of the radiant sun. Ah, I miss the tan and the water again.

I put my hands under my head and lay back all the way so the water fills my ears. I just remained motionless in that same position, quiet while I relax my mind.

Everything seems a lot quieter and peaceful, but chaos once again enters my mind all of a sudden when Diana's beautiful face pops in uninvited. To help me shun the thoughts of her away, I reach over my phone resting on the edge and start playing some random music.

(Start listening to the song from the video that is attached above from here. If it is not available on your country/cannot be played, open a VPN. Find a way to play it because that's the only source we have. I insist you listen to it because of how hot it is.)

And as usual, the playful universe decides to tease me again.

🎵When I say I love you no you never say it back
But when I wanna touch you oh you always down for that
And maybe you're right for me but opposites attract
But when I say I love you no you never say it
No, you never say it back
No you don't do that
No you never say it back...🎵

The melody and lyrics just worsened my thoughts.

Ugh, where the hell is she? It's almost six in the evening! The day is about to end! Is it always going to be like this? Miss her everyday?

Her kisses and touches from our last encounter are like a music that is stuck on a loop inside my head, and the more I think about it, the more that I get these particular...feelings southward my body.

I reach for the handheld bidet sprayer overhead and start rinsing my arm, enjoying the sight of the soap suds sliding down my skin and dropping back into the water.

I raise my leg out of the water and hover the spray on my feet, then on my legs...clearing out the soap suds and bubbles from my skin. I then start to have this tingly sensation again between my legs as the direction of the water from the sprayer gets closer and closer to my inner thigh...

And then, an idea comes into my mind. I rest both of my feet on the edge of the rub, spreading my legs wide on the process.

While biting my lower lip, I point the sprayer between them, press on the button harder and my eyes automatically shut tight as the pressurized water starts to attack me against the water.

Some unexpected moans and grunts escape my lips as I jerk to the familiar sensation it gives me.

My encounters with Diana come replaying on my mind again like a beautiful slideshow, and her sexy face between my legs urge the pressurized water to bring me somewhere else...somewhere that feels good and gives me this certain kind of itch that needs some pressure to be satisfied.

I jerk forward in surprise when the bathroom door suddenly opens and I got the surprise of my life when someone enters.

I blink again to make sure if it is really Diana that I am seeing right now, and it is really her.

She is only wearing a red towel and her seductive smile...

"D-Diyanuh?" I blurt out while everything about me is flushed.

With her sexy swag, she quietly heads toward the tub on my side, squats and leans closer to whisper in my ear,

"I'll finish it for you..."

"What?" I gush out with surprised, bulging eyes and a red tinge spread across my freckled nose and cheeks.

"I'll finish it for you, Franki," she repeats with a louder, sensual voice this time.

"The what? What are you talking about? I thought you're dead?"

Wait, what the hell am I saying?

She didn't say anything again. Instead, she just stares at me like I'm the only woman in the world with that killer smile still painted on her face.

"Diana...what?" I softly ask again, more like begging this time. I cross my arms over my chest as if guarding myself from her because I feel like she is fucking me with her eyes right now. She really is getting back at me for what I did to her last night, huh?

She remains silent as we just look into each other's eyes, with hers taunting me, challenging me about something. My heartbeat is so loud right now I can't hear anything else. Seconds later, she finally stands up and puts her legs over the tub to join me in the bubbly water without breaking the eye contact. She then sits in the water, facing me, causing my heartbeat to race even more and I gasp when I felt her hand stroking my inner thigh as she leans in closer, and closer, and I close my eyes in anticipation...

The sound of my phone ringing has made me open my eyes, and Diana then mysteriously vanished in front of me. Utterly bewildered, I reach for my phone to check the message.

It's her!

"Are you okay, Franki? Why are you not replying? 😟"

"what do you mean? 😳"

"I've been texting you."

It just then occurred to me that I was actually fantasizing about her moment ago.

"are you serious? ive been waiting for your messages but your the one whos not replying! its late now! wer are you? 😳🙈"

"I've been waiting down here, in front of the building. I took my car back."

What?

I suddenly jerk out of the water and hurriedly dry myself out with the towel.

"just give me a minute po! 😱"

"Okay sure. Relax. Take your time po. I'm just waiting here. 😋"

With hurried movements, I slip into a black satin polo shirt and jeans, and just applied a lip tint. After sprinkling myself with perfume and grabbing my stuff, I sneak out of the unit while David is in the balcony while talking to someone on the phone.

"im coming now, just one sec!!!"

I want to explode in both excitement and tension inside the elevator. My heart is so full right now and I am currently having a hard time stopping myself from screaming. I feel like it has been a year since I last saw her and I am now dying to see her and at the same time, ashamed because she might see my lustful thoughts through me.

I skip toward the lobby and my eyes light up when I immediately find her car parking near the entrance doors.

I open the car's door, slide in and immediately shove her in a gentle manner.

"I hate you!"

Well, not really because she looks so hot in her brown striped dress and with her hair down just like that.

She leans away, surprised and asks with a nervous chuckle, "Why? What did I do?"

"You made me think that you will not come for me!" I snap at her, pouting but still staring at her, starstruck. Gosh, I really miss her!

She responds while trying her best not to widen her smile, "I just wanted to surprise you."

I jut my lower lip out as I suppress the urge to smile.

"Stop playing that." I snap at her.

"The what?" she asks with a chuckle.

I turn to her again with a serious expression this time. "Teasing me."

Her smile is then replaced with an apprehensive one.

"Aren't you the one doing that? The push and pull? The mixed signals?" Her words somehow struck my chest with guilt.

I silence up for a few moments, pondering on her point. I release a sigh of defeat and bow my head down,

"Okay, I'm sorry. Let's stop doing it na."

She just them smiled tenderly at me.

"Whatever you say, Punky. You're the boss po..."

"What about Veronica?" I ask her with one eyebrow raised.

"I told you, we're just friends..." she trails off, and her strong facial features accentuated with another thought, "What about Dave? What are your plans with him?"

I avert my gaze away and start fiddling with my thumb.

"Can we just...not talk about them tonight?" I just want this night to be about us without anyone else.

Her smile comes back, "Fair enough po."

I lean back against the chair without breaking our eye contact. "Okay po..."

"Ano, let's go?"

I didn't answer her. Instead, I just finally gave in to my urge. I move closer toward her, hug her arm, and lean my head on her shoulder. Ah, finally...feels so good and right.

"I just wanna be this close to you...always." I softly mutter while indulging myself at this peacefulness that I am feeling right now.

She also leans her head against mine as she reaches for the steering wheel. "Me too..."

I cock my head to peer at her face and order, "Now drive, Dianer."

She chuckles out as she says, "Okay..."

*****To be continued*****

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