I SHOULD REFUSE. I know I have to refuse him. But this surprising vulnerable side of him was not being kind to my rationality.
And my goddamned mouth is not working!
"Up!"
Sabay kaming napayuko ni Zeke dahil sa matinis na boses na iyon. The little girl was tugging at Zeke's pants with an earnest look in her eyes.
"No." Zeke shook his head, pero tinaas lang ng bata ang maliliit na braso niya.
"Tito, up! Up!"
Zeke squatted down to level her a look. Nagulat pa ako sa pagiging malambot ng boses niya. "Empress, baby, you're a big girl now. And big girls walk."
"Miss kita, tito Zekiel," she pouted adorably. "Please! Up!"
Zeke sighed resignedly. "Alright." Then he scooped his niece with a grunt and walked away from me.
What the—I think he just found something to do to avoid what my answe
