The Defiance novel

---- "What?" "Nothing. It's okay. It's really my pleasure to lend my chest to a crying woman. My mama told me once that a woman's tears are very precious so it's a man's greatest pleasure to have a woman stain out body with your Holy tears", now, it was her turn to throw mea blank stare. "You really are a womanizer. Your tongue works easily on how to speak smoothly to women" "Really? So did I smooth-talked you?

But just to inform you, my tongue can do more than just talk", 1 laughed seeing her cheeks flamed red at my words. It'd been so long since the last time we had this kind of conversation . How affected she was by the mere thought of me dirty talking her being. "S-Shut up. Have the decency please and spare me your dirty talks", she adjusted the folders on her arms and turned away from me.

Quickly walking towards the door, stomping her heels on the marbled floor, I chuckled to myself but stopped when she faced me again. She was biting her lower lip and it did flare my body up. Restraining a groan, I faked a smile wide enough for a friendly one. "Forgot something? Or you want something?", I intentionally looked down on my body and there she was again, closing her eyes, I could feel her trying to calm herself and not throw another banter on me.

She ---- always think talking to me was pointless and stupid. But I was her stupid. "T just want to thank you" "Hmmm?", still smiling at her. "T said thank you for...", deep breathe. "... you time, Sir", then walked out of the room leaving me defeated.. I thought she would say something along with the words or idea that she missed me. Nah.. that would be impossible but that ' thank you for your time, Sir' stunned me in an aggravating way. I didn't know what to feel.

I was praying to some fucking entity that we could now start knowing each. The us we've missed because hell knew how much I've wanted to be in her life again. I had no right but I couldn't seem to follow what should be the right thing to do. All I've ever wanted was to be with her again. Icouldn't remember and still couldn't figure it out why did I fell out of love in the past. I left. There was no rational explanation that would defend my stand of why I left and broke her.

I was just plain naive, stupid and immature. And I completely regret it until now or even for the coming years. What was I trying to prove those times? ---- But I couldn't give her up now. I needed her even if she wouldn't need me. Now, it would be a battle of her giving in to me or me giving up on her... But what I know was the latter would never an option. There's no fucking way!