“Do you want dessert?” tanong ni Lorrenze sa dalaga.
Zyren paused. Did she want dessert?
The dessert was good and tasted good. She could feel her mouth watering as she look at the lunch box in Lorrenze’s hand. She thought carefully.
She had already eaten rice; that was her dinner. But was that enough? “I’m fine, thanks.”
“Masarap ‘to,” wika ng binata.
“Busog na ako.”
“Hindi ka kumakain ng cheesecake?”
“Kumakain naman. Busog na kasi ako.”
“Ito tikman mo kahit kaunti lang,” pamimilit ng binata. Naghiwa siya gamit ang tinidor saka inilapit sa bibig ni Zyren at sinabi, “Ahh.”
Nagpalipat-lipat naman ang tingin ng dalaga sa boss at sa hawak nitong tinidor na nakaumang malapit sa kanyang bibig.
“Ikaw na lang ang kumain.”
“Tikman mo lang,” pamimilit pa rin nito.
Ayaw pa sana niyang ka
