“Oh now, I’m wondering who brought back that sweet bones of yours?

” she’s
that determined I have met someone putting me in trouble, well at least a
good kind of storm to wake me up from the past, I have moved on.

“There’s none, Shaye. Don’t you like the new me, I’m becoming better.” I replied
to her with smirk on my face, because I like teasing her. She’s more attractive
whenever I annoy her. I like how those eyes glare at me and pinch me when
she totally loses her patience on me.

“You’re being such a tease, again. Stop that, I’m being serious here.” She eyed
me shiftily and I just laugh with her remarks. I look around her apartment, she
really has a candy touch of ambiance, too much vibrancy, and a sheer
cheerfulness of atmosphere. Those taste are just too much for me, I feel like
having little tickles and overdosing sweetness whenever I come here. She
nudged me from my critics about how girly her apartment.

“You’re complimenting my likeness of choosing things for my apartment, right?”

for sure I wouldn’t want her to be disappointed because it is her choice. So, I
still say “I…..you really have a sweet things in here. I think I like to see my
beautiful godchild, where’s Shamy?” I dismissed her probe and look for her
daughter instead, Shamy Kylle Alonzo.

So, I smile at her knowingly and moved faster to the cute little Shamy’s nursery
Room. When I already walk through the door I found her crawling while giggling
chasing her pink furry ball, I just stood there staring at her with adoration and
mesmerized smile. She is just too much for my likings, so adorable and
attractive just like her mother… but I think she just exceed her mother’s charm.

“Ta-ta, wah-wah…” she noticed me and I just don’t know what she uttered but I
think she wants me to carry her and so I did. “Here, you go little kiddo” I
marveled how gorgeous those small light almond eyes, that it makes my heart
ache for an amount of tiny pins throbbing inside my heart. I can’t ignore the
fact that she is a proof of a bad dream. A fatal memory for her mother, a
scar that will never be erased even me couldn’t do a thing about it.

“She really likes being inside of your warmth, Sam. You literally can bring her in
fast asleep, that sometimes I envy, because your attention is much weighty
than you could ever give to me…I’m being childish over my daughter.” With
mockery on her mention. I heard her from behind scoped towards me and
Shamy engulfed by my arms. She looked at her with a spilt of pain illuminated
in her eyes. But, soon disguised by her deceiving smile, from that moment I
know she’s not yet healed. So, I uttered words I know somehow could ease and
disdain what is inside her thoughts, feel that she and Shamy are the most
significant person in my life now, though I can’t still be totally in, or move with
her. I just hope my quest soon will end so, I can finally be with them, as a
family.

“You know that you two are the most important to me now. You are my ever
center of my world and Shamy is my kind of heroine. Always keep that in mind,
Shaye.” I freed my other arm and extend it to Shaye and pull her close to us.
As I tilt my face toward her forehead, planting a weight full kiss. I felt she
shivered from my act and smilingly lift her arms and equaled my warmth.

She then, moved over and asked if I will stay for the night, but I knew she
already have my response... “I should know better, right? So, thanks for the visit
and for the groceries though you don’t have to do that. Let’s have dinner then
before you go. At least that’s much a kill of time for both of us.” She mumbled
hastily that I just want to pull her closer and seal those tempting lips of hers
with mine. I just should know better not to destroy my deal with the devil half-
sister of hers too. That stupid brat who likes to manipulate my life the things I
have done in my past with her. I just hope everything will fall into its right
places and so both me and Shaye free ourselves from the past.

I snap myself from my own thoughts and agreed to what she wants. “She’s fast
asleep, will it be comfortable for her to lay on the bed? Is that safe then?”
looking past her while I ask for where Shamy should be placed.

“Yeah, she’s more comfortable in my bed rather in her crib, let’s just put some
pillow beside her. It won’t be long then, I’ll go to sleep and you will be home
too.” Her long fuss makes me smile discretely.

“Well, I’m already HOME. It was just I can’t stay for the night. Because of your
evil half-sister’s plot on my life. But you know, when I finally have done her
tasks, we will be a complete one then.” I tear all her inhibitions by giving her
the assurance, while I walk through the next door right through the hallway of
her second floor where the master’s bedroom and which is her bedroom too. I,
then place Shamy on the bed and set the big pillows as her wall, for her not
to roll over. Then, she put blanket up below Shamy’s chest as I watched Shaye
doing those so, I move behind her and hug her.
Even how screwed things between us I can’t contain my urges to touch her and
be near, get enough of her. Because she cross my head all the time. She’s the
anchor of my world, my compass when I’m lost in the woods of sick past of
me and her haft-sister and she’s my brighten star when I couldn’t grasp the
light inside my dark room. She’s just everything I ever wanted to be with all my
life. And these screwed up past of me will be done, she will be the only home I
want to run after and stay with for the rest of my life.