to listen to m

re. I don’t have plans to have you in my bed anyway.” The way my rig

still c

fury after that, and I saw the redness

eld minutes ago. “I was just helping you and—” I spoke to h

My name is Zar

nd myself running away from him. Again. But this tim

my own cabin, I will not return there again whether

o matter how hurt I am with his vulgar gesture

thinks I’m a pathetic kid who’s just bored and doesn’t know what to do with her life.

ing my face with pillows. Da

know why. He’s making me uncomfortable every time I go there, but I couldn’t he

urself, Cassidy!’ I sc

me to get down for our breakfast. I don’t know how she did that but she always app

decided to watch television in the living room wh

out last night. My eyes are still not peeling away fro

outside,”

a blizzard, you

u want

he heaved a deep sigh and sat besid

y seat and looked at he

ailed off, staring at my grandmother’s face, because if I told her about what I’ve seen in the cabin, she would def

?” she asked, face who

you think about

lot of it

r one,” I tried to

ne?” she challeng

eling guilty all of a

rated look. “I promis

oo well, and I can’t say I’m a good liar—a li

ke she’s been wanting to talk about this all along.

nymore,” I lied, even though d

head side to side. That’s impossible. The dog is not there anymore. It was replaced b

h grounding of my

owed but she answered anyway. “Well, your Papito was a good person. He was wanted by many girls in our hometown,

e answer already. Zarion’s face—the man’s face and body—flashed on my m

he only thing is, it’s only me w

My daydreams become images of his powerfully-built

me. This is

so foreign to think about a guy all the damn

l in love and marry someone whom you wanted to spend your life with.” My mamita smiled, teary-eyed. “That just means I’m bec

cabin like my usual morning routine. Instead, I cleaned mos

out Zarion—until now. Until when I fall on the comfort of

oves to keep appea

erpowers?!” I bellowed, my voice bounci

is why I like to dream, my imaginations were unfathomable. Wild and passionate. He caught a faint stran

s that even I can taste it myself. He eagerly lifts his head, trying to sniff out where the trail leads to. I saw myself sleepi

e scent of a human make me obsessed like this? I was never like this before. Zarion changed everything. H

rion’s body in front of me. It was like his image just flashed at the end of my bed, beckoning and seducti

rstep as he stared down at me. So much so that he practically burned

of my mind, I found a small s

whispered my n

ed, body

face as beautiful contorting in frustration; eyebrows pinched togeth

on envisaged that his skin burned with desire to touch me, to trace the lines of my body with his fingers. To feel the supple skin under his fingertips

round my skin. And from that moment, I somehow knew that…th