Semua Bab A SECOND CHANCE IN LOVE: A MARSHMALLOW LOVE : Bab 11 - Bab 20

“He runs a bakery. My Mom works at his store.” Kensington nodded. "I love tonight.”"He is getting an expansion,” Laura elaborated, she emptied her ice cream cup and dumped it at her feet, "Mom wants me to offer a hand but I don't want to.”“Why?" Kensington quizzed, her irises twinkled under the starry night.“Do you hate bakeries or the man?" There was a hint of sarcasm in Kensington's tone that made Laura throw her head back bursting into laughter.“Nope, that's wrong," Laura cackled, her voice slightly high-pitched.“What do you do?" Laura asked when the ripples of laughter died down. Kensington paused. She blinked. The wind became hostile, buzzing erratically. The question felt like a hook drilling close to her neck and about to choke her. She does something but not reasonable enough to be considered a work, “Nothing," She lied. How could she say she was a pornstar? The thought of the answer made her stomach flip over.“Good, I'll tell Mom about you then. You could work at

Was this a dream?Her eyes fluttered. For a moment, time froze. All sounds fell right behind her as she held his gaze. His golden gaze reminded her of those days.“Alejandro?" His name fell from her lips, soft and subtle. He was shocked or startled to find her here. He thought she moved out of the city because he never heard from her again. Five years. Five years, he never saw nor crossed paths with her but today.“Why are you here?" She asked, letting her eyes draw down his body. He was dressed in a neat, ironed two piece suit. A brochure that glinted under the sky. His golden eyes brazed wildly creating a hocus-pocus in her head.“I'm here for Kensington," He responded, his eyes dared to remain on her eyes which were now growing misty. It always does.“Oh!!" She mumbled, her fingers squeezed the metal door knob behind the door. “Come in. She would be with you." She made way and he cruised in. His signature scent wafted into her nostrils — it lingered in her memory so she was

She let out a breath and glided away from him. “Thank you," Alejandro mumbled, picked the pan and headed back to the oven. He took the bread out and walked off to the counter. Javier entered. His unsmiling face glowing even without a smile. He had shiny bald hair that had made Kensington burst into laughter when she had just started work.“Alejandro, Come with me," He called him out and left. Alejandro exhaled and trudged behind him. Kensington exhaled. Finally, he was away. She could move freely now.>>>> They continued that way for a week. Kensington noticed how her heart always sky rocketed each time he was close by. Each time she picks his scent, it makes her stomach rumble. She always heard his deep masculine voice as he chatted with others but not her. She felt bad. She ended her rounds for the week and checked out. She walked down the road to catch a bus. She noticed steps falling behind her. She turned around quickly ready with her fist tightly folded. It was Alejand

]] THE NEXT MORNING Kensington woke up the next morning feeling a slight body ache. As she stepped out of bed, she felt a sharp jab in her lower abdomen. She winced in pain and sat back on the bed. She was giddy. She held her head and soughed softly. Her stomach throbbed, she was in pain. Again, she pulled herself up from the bed. Carefully, she treaded into the bathroom. Her thighs clamped together as she walked. She felt soggy between her thighs. She managed to get herself into the bathroom. She stripped off her clothes and stood under the shower bath. Then like a flash, she heard a drop on the floor. Slowly, she looked beneath her to find a large drop of blood on the floor. She groaned and drove her hands into her hair. She gritted. She wasn't prepared for this. This is her first menstruation in Massachusetts. As though it was against, she felt a tight pinch in her lower abdomen that made her squirm and crouch low in pain. She turned on the faucet, scrubbed her body gent

Alejandro's eyes narrowed in surprise and guilt. His lips trembled when he saw how red her face was. Her nose flared up. Her face had a shady colour of burnt orange, she turned her eyes away from him. Silence fell amongst them. The tension between them was palpable. None uttered a word to the other. Kensington burned in anger — anger of letting herself fall to his touch. Alejandro buried himself in silence and was so filled with guilt. He wished he could rewind the hands of time. He was bothered. The dough in the oven was ready to be set out. He glided to the oven and began to set the brown dough on the pan. He helped her with hers while she stood behind him reminiscing on their short intimate moment with pain fusing through her. She picked her pan and without offering him a brief glimpse, she left. She took the pan to the sales department where it would get packaged nicely.“Hey, there you are," Ana walked up to her with heavy