Camille Syanna

I pressed my back against ZA's chest with a content smile on my face. Boy, did I miss his arms wrapped around my body.

We were still in my office, sitting on a giant bean bag couch. Well, he was. I was on his lap, wearing his shirt because he removed and neatly folded my dress before placing it on the desk.

"You smell so good," he whispered, sniffing on my neck like a  greyhound. "I missed you, Cams."

My heartbeat went wild after hearing his confession. It was a little too pleasant to know that we were on the same page. We were both missing each other. "You do?"

"So much," he confessed. "How are you?"

ZA hand hiked up to cup my breast and rested there like it was normal. I took a deep breath when I felt how my body reacted with just one touch. Jesus Christ! I just orgasmed in his mouth like ten minutes ago!

He must've felt the hardening of my nipple. His hand went inside the shirt I was wearing for a skin-to-skin feel. God, I loved it!

"If you want to know if I missed you too, I do." I told him. There was no point denying it. "ZA, what are we?"

"The last we talked you told me you were confused and wanted to be sure about how you felt for me." He reminded me. "So you tell me. What are we, Cams?"

I bit my lower lip. No, what I was feeling for ZA wasn't a syndrome of when I felt helpless. It was something else, something deeper than the usual, and I wasn't going to lie about how it scares me.

"I never had a boyfriend," I admitted. Well, there were few boys who tried their luck, but I was ten when I thought I loved Zanti. Since then I never saw anyone worthy of me until ZA.

"Never had a girlfriend, too." He shrugged.

Nanlaki ang eyes ko, nilingon ko siya. "You're kidding, right?"

ZA shook his head, umangat ang kamay niya to feel my cheeks and then he sighed. "I never wanted to have one because my life was a mess. I didn't want to share it with anybody."

There was too much pain and disdain in his voice that I felt bad he had to tell me that. ZA was young when the world took everything from him and was left to fend for himself. I could only imagine how difficult it was for him to navigate through life without being guided.

"Besides, my job demands so much from me. I couldn't commit to someone knowing there was a possibility that I might be gone and never return." He continued brushing his knuckles gently on the side of my face. "I know how it felt to lose someone, and I don't want anyone to care so much for me that they will grieve my death."

It was a little too late for that because I already cared enough.

"How about me?" I asked like it was my Notting Hill moment. I felt like a girl standing in front of a boy asking him to love her. "Do you not feel like sharing your life with me?"

"God, Cams. If you only knew," he whispered like it was too painful to say. "I want to protect you from the life I have, but at the same time I want you in every part of it. I can't hurt you, Camille. And I might end up hurting you."

I didn't understand half of where he was coming from, but I did know he couldn't decide for me. "I'm a grown woman, ZA. I think I can handle whatever shit you have. Just don't close your door on me. I am right here. We can try, can't we?"

"If we try, we're into this deep and there's no getting out," he warned. His green eyes challenged me to something he thought I couldn't handle. "Are you sure you want that?"

Instead of answering, I closed the gap between us and kissed him. I moaned at the taste of strawberry mouthwash I had him used after he fuck me with his mouth. God, I loved kissing ZA.

He let me taste him for a few seconds before he returned my kissed ardently. We had a mutual understanding of what we both wanted for ourselves.

I held onto his hair as he helped me straddle him. I never wanted anything in my life the same crazy way I wanted ZA. He drove me mad. And I was starting to like this version of myself with him.

There were so many that we still didn't know about each other, but we had time to learn them.

Two weeks after ZA and I decided to try where our feeling for each other would lead us, we went to help Dave on one of his medical missions.

Sabay kaming bumaba ni ZA ng sasakyan, sinimangutan niya na naman ako dahil gusto niya siya ang mag-open ng door for me. I just didn't want us to draw attention.

"Stop being grumpy," I told him when he closed in on me.

ZA held my hand, and I was starting to get used to having someone walk beside me in public places. We are a couple now. I still feel kilig every time I think of it.

"I told you to wait," hindi pa rin niya ma-let go 'yung paglabas ko sa car mag-isa. Like it was too heavy for me to open, huh?

"And I said you didn't have to open it for me," pabulong kong argue kasi I saw Dave na coming toward us. "Let's fight later,"

"Ah," Dave fake a groan looking at our entwined hands. "If it wasn't the new lovebirds,"

"Hey, Dave," I greeted him and kissed his cheek. "How have you been?"

"Not as better as you've been," tukso nito bago balingan si ZA. "A nurse friend of yours contacted me and offered to volunteer with her team."

Agad na nag-change 'yung mood ko. I hurt ZA's hand with my pointed nails. I knew it was masakit, but he didn't flinch. His pain tolerance was so high.

"Hi, ZA!" Speak of the devil and she doth appear. Charlene walked up to us, but she wasn't alone. Henry was with her. "It's good to see you again."

"Hello, Camille." Henry smiled at me.

I felt ZA protectively pulling me closer to his side.

And Dave noticed that too. He groaned in disgust. "I have to go. I need to do more important things than be in between a strange foursome."

He turned his back and left before we could even react.

ZA was never letting go of my hand. I was sure of that.

"Saan ka pala assigned tumulong ngayon?" Lumapit si Charlene kay ZA kahit pa kita ko na bothered siya sa magkahawak naming mga kamay.

Bago maka-answer si ZA, inunahan ko na.

"Aren't you here to nurse people who need medical attention?" I raised a brow, staking my claim. "My boyfriend doesn't need one, thank you."

Charlene turned to me, embarrassed. Then she looked up at ZA, like a sheep waiting for rescue.

"I'll help with the boxes," ZA answered her earlier question. "Baka hinahanap ka na sa post mo. Dumadami na ang tao."

Hindi pa nakakasagot si Charlene ay binalingan na rin ni ZA si Henry.

"Ikaw rin, kailangan na kayo doon." He was polite to the point of rudeness.

So, I guess we also have a mutual understanding here.

Henry did not contest. He turned to me with a pleasant smile still plastered on his face. "Talk to you later, Camille."

"Ah, sige, ZA. Balik na rin ako sa post ko," nakangiting paalam ni Charlene.

Nang mawala ang mga ito ay agad akong hinarap ni ZA.

"Hindi mo kakausapin 'yon, ha?" Parang bata niyang sabi. "I had a bad feeling about that guy."

Tinaasan ko siya ng kilay. "Say it nicely."

ZA knew he couldn't decide for me, and we both agreed on that na. "Okay, I'm sorry. Please, don't go near him. I really had a feeling that guy is bad news."

"Okay," I nodded and smiled. "I will keep my distance."

"I don't want anything bad happening to you, hmm?"

"I know," I hugged ZA and kissed his cheek. "Now, let's get to why we came here for."

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