The next day, Yoko awoke to the sounds of laughter and chatter outside her room. Sleep still clung to her as she lay there, her mind drifting back to the memory of the kissâtheir first kiss. Faye's lips on hers, tender and warm, replayed in her thoughts, making her heart flutter. Before she could indulge in the memory further, the sounds outside grew louder, pulling her from her reverie.
Confused, she got out of bed, went through her morning routine, and checked herself in the mirror. Wearing a simple white shirt and pajama pants, she decided she was presentable enough. She stepped out of her room and was immediately surprised by the sight before her.
The living area was packed with people: her family, P'Freen, P'Chai, P'Lookmhee, and even P'Maye. Orm and Charlotte were there too and so as Ms. Engfa and Dr. Lingling Kwong. Luggage was stacked near the entrance, adding another layer of mystery.
As soon as they noticed her, everyone turned in unison, shouting greetings and closing in for hugs.
"Yoko, hey! How are you?" Orm and Charlotte asked almost simultaneously.
"We tried calling you last night," Orm added.
"It seems like you were... busy," Charlotte teased with a smirk.
Charlotte's tone softened as she continued, "I'm so sorry about what happened. If I ever see that creep again, I'll personally punch his face." Her anger was evident, making Yoko smile despite the uncomfortable memory.
"Don't worry about him," Bam Bam interjected confidently. "His agency dropped him after forcing him to issue a public apology. The police have confirmed that P'Lookmhee's agency officially filed a case against him. While he might not serve much time, it'll definitely teach him a lesson. A media report also stated that he's likely to be blacklisted, making it impossible for him to work in the entertainment industry again. It turns out several other women have filed harassment cases against him too. That pervert has been targeting his co-workers even before Yokoâmany just didn't speak up out of fear. Although everyone is saddened by what happened to Yoko, they're grateful she had the courage to take action."
P'Lookmhee chuckled at Bam's update. "Wow, you're more informed than I am," she teased.
Bam laughed in response. "He's lucky I wasn't there. I would've punched his face until it was unrecognizable," he said with a mischievous grin.
His father joined in, chuckling. "And then you'd be the one getting sued."
Bam smirked and replied playfully, "Well, I've got a judge for a father and a rich future sister-in-law. I'm basically untouchable."
Her father shook his head and pinched her ear, making everyone burst into laughter.
"Future sister-in-law, huh?" P'Freen teased, laughing along.
Yoko rolled her eyes but smiled, walking over to hug Orm and Charlotte tightly before turning to P'Lookmhee and embracing her as well. "Thank you for protecting me," she said sincerely, her voice filled with gratitude.
As emotions swelled, her management team took their turn hugging her. Sensing the atmosphere growing heavy, Yoko pulled back, wiping at her eyes before any tears could fall. "Wait," she said, looking around at the gathered crowd. "Is that why you're all here?" Her gaze lingered on the suitcases by the door.
Nana, practically bouncing with excitement, shook her head. "Nooo, we're going to the Philippines!" she announced with a grin.
Yoko's eyes widened. "What?!! When? How?" she rambled, completely caught off guard.
Nana looked puzzled. "Wait... P'Faye hasn't told you yet?" Her expression turned to mild panic as she glanced around the room.
Bam Bam burst into laughter. "Looks like someone just spoiled the surprise," he teased, wagging a finger at Nana.
The room erupted in laughter, except for Yoko, who was still thoroughly confused. Her mother opened her mouth to explain, but before she could, the door swung open, revealing Namtan, Sonya, Becca, and two of Becca's friends.
Sonya took over introducing everyone to Yoko's family and friends, but Yoko, still puzzled, turned to Namtan. "What's going on?" she whispered.
Namtan smirked knowingly. "Let's wait for Faye. She's on a call but should be here soon," she replied cryptically.
The mere mention of Faye's name sent Yoko's mind spiraling back into a dreamy haze. She felt her cheeks heat up, thankful that no one seemed to notice. That was, until P'Freen sidled up to her.
"Wow, Becca's pretty, huh?" Freen remarked casually, her tone light but pointed.
Yoko glanced at her. "Yeah, she is," she replied slowly, then added with a sly grin, "But so is everyone here. Why are you only focused on her?"
Freen's face reddened slightly. "I'm not!" she protested, but Yoko's teasing look made her falter.
"You shouldn't be," Yoko quipped playfully. "You have a boyfriend, remember?"
At this, Freen's expression fell, her eyes dimming briefly before she looked away. Yoko noticed immediately. "Hey, what's wrong?" she asked, concern lacing her voice.
"Nothing. Just a small argument," Freen said with a dismissive shrug. When Yoko's worried gaze lingered, Freen added, "I'm fine, Yoko. Really. It's nothing we can't fix."
Before Yoko could press further, a knock at the door interrupted them. Bam Bam rushed to open it, and there she wasâFaye.
The moment Faye stepped inside and saw Yoko, everything else seemed to blur. She crossed the room swiftly, stopping just in front of Yoko. Without hesitation, she leaned in and kissed Yoko softly on the forehead, whispering, "Good morning, babe."
Yoko's world came to a halt. The chatter in the room stilled for a beat before erupting into a cacophony of cheers, whistles, and teasing comments. Bam Bam mimicked Faye's words dramatically, earning gales of laughter from the group.
Blushing furiously, Yoko tried to compose herself while Faye grinned, clearly unfazed.
Faye's mom stepped forward, beaming. "So, you're together now, huh?" she asked, pulling them both into a warm hug. "Congratulations, you two."
Faye chuckled and shrugged. "It just happened last night," she admitted. "Sorry we didn't get a chance to tell anyone yet."
Yoko buried her face in her hands, muttering, "Faye!" as her cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red.
Faye's mom laughed softly, patting Yoko's shoulder. "No need to be shy. We're just happy for you both," she said warmly, her eyes sparkling with joy.
Yoko's dad followed, enveloping them both in his arms, his pride evident. The rest of their friends and family joined in, turning the moment into a joyful, chaotic celebration.
Once the excitement died down, Yoko finally learned the full story: Faye had organized a trip to her family's private beach resort in the Philippines, inviting Yoko's family and closest friends to celebrate her upcoming birthday there.
Yoko, still overwhelmed by the surprise, turned to Faye, her heart full. "You did all this?" she asked softly.
Faye shrugged, a teasing smile playing on her lips. "I told you it was a surprise."
When everyone was ready, they made their way to the parking lot, where a convoy of cars awaited to take them to the airport. Anticipation buzzed in the air, and it only grew when they arrived at the tarmac, where Faye's private jet stood waiting, gleaming under the sun.
The excitement on everyone's faces was impossible to miss. For most of them, it was their first time flying on a private jet, and the awe was palpable. Bam and Nana were the most animated, exploring every corner of the luxurious aircraft like excited kids.
"This is an executive airjet," Bam announced, running his hand over one of the plush leather seats. "It can accommodate up to 50 people!"
The jet was indeed impressiveâspacious, sleek, and furnished with every imaginable amenity. Its interior, with polished wood panels and elegant accents, exuded sophistication while ensuring comfort.
As the jet took off, the energy onboard remained vibrant. The group's laughter and chatter filled the cabin, setting the tone for what was shaping up to be an unforgettable trip. Yoko and Faye, seated together near the window, stayed inseparable. Faye's affection for Yoko was evident in every small gestureâsoft kisses on her forehead, a playful peck on her nose, or a lingering touch of their hands. Occasionally, when they thought no one was looking, they'd steal a quick kiss on the lips, their secret indulgence.
Yoko felt a warmth in her chest she couldn't quite describe. It was a mix of joy, contentment, and the thrill of being so deeply connected to someone. She clung to Faye's hand tightly, as if afraid to let go, her smile never fading throughout the journey.
When the jet finally touched down on Philippine soil, the excitement among the group was electric. They stepped out into the warm tropical air, where a fleet of luxurious vans awaited them. Staff were on hand to assist with their luggage, ensuring their transition was smooth and comfortable.
The drive to the resort was just as lively as the flight had been. Laughter echoed in the vans, and the atmosphere was filled with the carefree joy that comes from being surrounded by friends and family. They pointed out landmarks along the way, marveling at the beauty of the Philippines.
And then, they arrived. As the vans rolled to a stop, Yoko's eyes fell on a welcoming party standing near the entrance of the resort. Sofia was there, beaming with excitement, flanked by two girls around her age and accompanied by two women and three men who appeared to be staffs. The sight was warm and inviting, a reflection of the paradise surrounding them.
The moment Sofia spotted Sonya, she rushed forward with an excited squeal, wrapping her arms tightly around her. She moved quickly to hug Namtan and Faye, her cheeks slightly reddening as she turned toward Yoko. Gathering her courage, she approached Yoko with a shy but genuine smile.
"Hey, Yoko," Sofia said softly, her voice tinged with admiration.
Yoko smiled warmly in return and pulled Sofia into a hug. "Hey, Sofia. It's so good to see you."
Behind Sofia, her two friends stood frozen, their eyes wide with awe. It was obvious they were starstruck by Yoko and Freen's presence. Sofia quickly introduced them, their names tumbling out in a mix of excitement and pride. Yoko greeted them kindly before returning the favor, introducing Sofia to her family and friends.
Nana, ever the social butterfly and around Sofia's age, was immediately swept up by Sofia and her friends. With giggles and shouts of joy, the group raced toward the shoreline, kicking up sand as they went.
The resort was nothing short of breathtaking. It was a true slice of paradise tucked along the coastline, an escape from the chaos of the everyday. The sand was pristine and powdery white, glowing under the midday sun, while the crystal-clear waters shimmered in mesmerizing shades of turquoise and sapphire. Tall palms framed the scene, their fronds swaying rhythmically in the gentle breeze, creating a soft rustling melody that mingled with the soothing crash of waves.
The sky stretched endlessly above, a vibrant canvas of blues and whites that seemed to promise peace and adventure all at once. The horizon blurred into a dreamy haze where sea met sky, leaving the onlookers in awe.
As the group began spilling out of the vans, they stood still for a moment, collectively absorbing the beauty before them. The silence broke in a flurry of gasps, exclamations, and laughter.
"Okay, this is insane," Orm said, spinning around with wide eyes. "Is this even real? It's like we've stepped into a postcard!"
"Right?" Bambam added, kicking off his sandals and burying his feet in the soft sand. "Look at this water. It's so clear I could probably see my reflection in it!"
"Don't flatter yourself," P'Freen teased, shielding her eyes with her hand as she gazed at the endless blue expanse. "But seriously, this place is gorgeous. It's like one of those luxury travel ads I always scroll past and pretend not to want."
Prof. Engfa dropped her bag with dramatic flair. "I'm not leaving. This is it. Someone call my bossâI've retired. I live here now."
The group burst into laughter as Dr. Lingling playfully nudged her. "Don't tempt me! I could definitely get used to this." She pointed toward the cabanas scattered along the beach. "Those look incredible. I'm claiming the one with the best shade."
"Shade? Seriously?" Orm scoffed, already tugging off her shirt to reveal a sports bra underneath. "I'm hitting the water first. This is way too good to waste standing around!" With that, she bolted toward the shore, laughter trailing behind her.
Charlotte grinned and followed suit, quickly shedding her own shirt and racing after Orm. Yoko couldn't help but notice Ms. Engfa and Dr. Lingling exchanging quick glances, their subtle gulps betraying a flicker of surpriseâor was it admiration?âas they watched the two sprint toward the sparkling waves. Yoko quipped, raising an eyebrow as the scene unfolded and she thought, "Well, this is interesting."
P'Lookmhee crossed her arms, laughing. "Fine, but everyone's watching the sunset together later. No excuses. Look at that horizonâit's going to be stunning."
Namtan grinned, her excitement mirroring the group's. "Oh, you haven't seen anything yet. Just wait until you check out the waterfalls behind the villa. It's only a ten-minute trek from here," she said with a knowing smile, her tone dripping with anticipation.
"There's a waterfall?" P'Freen and Becca exclaimed at the same time, their voices overlapping. They froze for a moment, their faces turning pink as their eyes met. A subtle, shy smile passed between them before their expressions lit up with awe and excitement.
The buzz of chatter around the group grew louder, filled with questions and guesses about what the waterfalls would be like. The air was electric with anticipation, and it was clear that this trip would be nothing short of magical. Surrounded by paradise, they knew they were just beginning an adventure that would etch itself into their memories forever.
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Over the next few days, leading up to Yoko's birthday, her family and friends seamlessly bonded with Faye and her group. Shared meals turned into lively feasts filled with laughter, and impromptu beachside games dissolved any lingering awkwardness, leaving behind memories that felt timeless. For Yoko, the sight of Faye effortlessly fitting into her worldâwhether it was playing with her younger siblings or engaging her parents in warm conversationâmade her heart swell with a love so profound it almost overwhelmed her.
Luke, in particular, had grown especially attached to Faye. The two had become nearly inseparable, with Luke often seeking her out for everything from games to stories. Yoko couldn't help but tease them one afternoon, smirking as she said, "I'm starting to get jealous, you know."
Faye just laughed, throwing a playful glance in Yoko's direction. "Oh, come on, there's plenty of me to go around," she quipped, earning a chuckle from everyone nearby.
One evening, Yoko sat quietly, watching as Faye and Luke had an animated conversation by the fire. Faye's hands moved energetically as she signed, matching Luke's enthusiasm in a way that made it seem like they'd known each other forever. Yoko's gaze softened as she observed them, her love for Faye blooming even more in that moment.
Her mother walked up and sat beside her, following Yoko's line of sight. "She's really great with Luke," her mom remarked, her tone full of warmth.
Yoko turned to her mother, her voice soft but steady. "She is, Mom. Not just with Luke, but with everyone in my life. And honestly, I don't know what I did to deserve her."
Her mom placed a reassuring hand on Yoko's. "You are amazing, Yoko. Don't ever think otherwise. Faye sees that, and that's why she loves you. You deserve her loveâevery bit of it."
Yoko blinked back the sudden emotion in her eyes, a small smile tugging at her lips. In that quiet moment, surrounded by the people they loved, Yoko realized she was falling even harder for Fayeâand it felt like the most natural thing in the world.
As Luke began to show signs of sleepiness, Yoko's mom stood and gently scooped him up from Faye's arms. Though reluctant to leave, Luke yawned, and signed a sleepy "Goodnight, Faye," and allowed himself to be carried off. Faye watched him go, a fond smile lingering on her lips, before turning back to Yoko.
"Want to go for a walk by the beach?" she asked softly, her eyes shining in the moonlight.
Yoko didn't hesitate. She reached out, intertwining her fingers with Faye's. "I'd love to," she said, and together, they strolled along the shoreline.
The night was quiet except for the gentle rhythm of waves lapping at the sand. The moon cast a silvery glow over the water, and the stars seemed to stretch endlessly above them. Yoko felt the cool breeze against her skin, but the warmth of Faye's hand in hers was all she focused on.
"Thank you for this," Yoko said after a while, her voice thick with emotion. She stopped walking and turned to Faye. "For bringing my family and friends here. For... everything."
Faye paused, her expression tender as she stepped closer. She cupped Yoko's cheek, her thumb brushing lightly against her skin. Her gaze searched Yoko's, filled with unspoken affection. "You don't have to thank me, Yoko," she said softly. "I did it because I want to see you happy. Because I love you."
Yoko's breath caught, her heart pounding in her chest. Tears welled in her eyes, glimmering in the moonlight. "Faye..."
Faye smiled gently, her voice steady. "You don't have to say anything. I just wanted you to know. You mean everything to me."
Yoko closed the distance between them, her arms wrapping around Faye's neck as she whispered, "I love you too."
Their kiss that followed was unlike any beforeâdeep, passionate, and filled with all the emotions they had been carrying in their hearts. It was a silent promise, a shared acknowledgment of the love that had grown between them.
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When they returned to their room, the gentle click of the door shutting behind them seemed to seal them away from the world outside. The soft glow of the moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a silvery hue across the room. Their eyes met, and for a moment, neither spoke. Words felt unnecessaryâeverything they wanted to say was already there in the way they looked at one another.
Faye stepped closer, her hands finding Yoko's waist. Slowly, she let her fingers trail upward, grazing the fabric of Yoko's dress until they reached her shoulders. She paused, her eyes searching Yoko's for permission. When Yoko nodded, Faye gently slid the straps down, letting the dress fall to the floor in a whisper.
Yoko shivered, not from the cold but from the intensity of Faye's gaze. "You're beautiful," Faye murmured, her voice low and reverent. She reached out, her fingers brushing against Yoko's skin with a featherlight touch, tracing her collarbone and then down her arm. It was as though she was committing every inch of her to memory, each curve, each line, each detail.
Yoko's hands moved to Faye's shirt, her fingers trembling slightly as she began to unbutton it. Her touch grew steadier as Faye smiled softly, her calm presence grounding her. When the shirt slipped off, Yoko let her hands roam, exploring the warmth of Faye's skin, the way her breath hitched under her touch.
Their movements were slow, deliberate, as if time itself had slowed to accommodate the gravity of this moment. Faye leaned in, pressing a kiss to Yoko's lips, soft at first, then deepening as their desire grew. Her hands traveled down Yoko's back, pulling her closer until their bodies were flush against each other.
Yoko's hands found Faye's face, cradling it as she kissed her back with a tenderness that spoke of trust and love. They moved together toward the bed, their steps unhurried, savoring every second.
Her lips moved lower, tracing a slow, deliberate path along Yoko's collarbone, her shoulder, and further still, her breath warm against the delicate surface of her skin. Yoko's fingers threaded through Faye's hair, her touch light and reverent, as if grounding herself in the reality of the moment. Her chest rose and fell unevenly, her breaths catching with each soft press of Faye's mouth.
Yoko bit her lip, her breath hitching with every tender touch. Her free hand trembled slightly as it reached out, cupping Faye's face and gently tilting it upward until their eyes met. In Yoko's gaze, there was something raw and unguardedâa delicate blend of vulnerability and overwhelming love, laid bare in that intimate moment.
"Faye," Yoko whispered, her voice barely audible but heavy with emotion, her heart pounding against her ribs. "I'm scared," she confessed softly, her voice a fragile thread, "but I want this. I want you."
Faye's response was immediate, her hands cradling Yoko's face with infinite care. Her thumbs brushed gently across Yoko's cheeks, grounding her. "You don't have to be scared," she whispered, her voice soft and soothing. She pressed a delicate kiss to Yoko's forehead, then to her nose, and finally, her lips, lingering there as if to pour every ounce of love and reassurance into her touch. "We'll take this as slow as you need."
Slow it wasâeach moment stretched into eternity, filled with gentle, deliberate affection. Faye's lips traced a path across Yoko's skin, every kiss igniting a fire that grew steadily, warming them both. When her hands reached the final barrier between them, Faye paused, her gaze meeting Yoko's. "May I?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Yoko swallowed hard, her chest rising and falling with nervous anticipation, and gave a small nod. Her trust was unwavering, her heart wide open.
As Faye removed the last piece of fabric separating them, her lips followed suit, brushing kisses along Yoko's thighs, her touch reverent and tender. The first kiss on Yoko's most intimate place sent a jolt through her body, her back arching instinctively. A gasp escaped her lips, her hands gripping the sheets beneath her.
The first stroke of Faye's tongue was deliberate, slow, and precise, sending a cascade of sensations that made Yoko's world tilt. Her eyes fluttered shut, and a breathy, "Faye," escaped her lips, almost a plea.
Faye paused, lifting her head just enough to glance up at Yoko, her lips curved in a teasing grin. "Please what?" she asked, her tone playful but laced with desire.
Yoko, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of shyness and passion, barely managed to whisper, "Please... don't stop."
Faye's smile widened, a glint of mischief in her eyes. "I don't intend to," she replied, her voice low and sultry. She pressed another kiss, murmuring against Yoko's skin, "You have the sweetest taste, Yoko."
With that, Faye resumed, her movements a mix of precision and devotion. Each stroke of her tongue sent Yoko spiraling higher, her breaths coming in short, uneven bursts. Yoko's fingers found their way into Faye's hair, holding on as if anchoring herself to reality.
The sensations built steadily, each wave of pleasure stronger than the last until Yoko felt herself unraveling. Faye's focus never wavered, her actions unrelenting, as though Yoko was the most exquisite feast she had ever been given.
When Yoko finally came, her entire body trembled, and her vision blurred as if she were seeing stars burst behind her closed lids. Her cries of release filled the room, her voice raw with ecstasy.
Faye gently eased her down from the high, placing soft kisses along Yoko's thighs before moving up to cradle her in her arms. Their breaths mingled as they lay together, Yoko's head resting against Faye's chest, her heart still racing.
"You're incredible," Faye murmured, brushing a strand of hair from Yoko's damp forehead.
Yoko, still catching her breath, looked up at her with a shy but radiant smile. "That... was beyond anything I could have imagined," she admitted softly.
Faye grinned, pressing a kiss to Yoko's temple. "And I'm just getting started," she teased, her voice full of love and promise.
Yoko shyly glanced at Faye, her cheeks flushed a deep pink. She hesitated for a moment, nervously playing with the hem of the blanket before mustering the courage to speak. "Do you... want me to, um... do you?" she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes darting away as she finished the question.
Faye's heart swelled at Yoko's bashful offer. She reached out, gently taking Yoko's hand in her own and giving it a reassuring squeeze. Her lips curved into a warm, tender smile. "No, babe," she replied softly, her eyes filled with affection. "At least not tonight."
Yoko's brows furrowed slightly, and she opened her mouth to protest, but Faye leaned in, brushing a sweet kiss against her lips, silencing her.
"Tonight is all about you," Faye continued, her voice low and soothing. "I want to show you just how much you mean to me. How much I love you." She gently tucked a strand of hair behind Yoko's ear, her fingers lingering for a moment as her eyes held Yoko's gaze.
Yoko's breath hitched at the intensity of Faye's words. She felt a lump rise in her throat, a mixture of emotion and gratitude she couldn't quite put into words. Instead, she nodded silently, leaning into Faye's touch, feeling a sense of safety and love she had never experienced before.
As Faye had promised, she devoted herself to Yoko, tending to her every need with tenderness and care. Their moments together were unhurried, filled with soft whispers, gentle touches, and lingering kisses that spoke volumes. Faye's devotion was unwavering, and Yoko felt cherished in a way she had never imagined possible.
When the first light of dawn began to peek through the curtains, exhaustion finally overtook them. Faye wrapped her arms around Yoko, pulling her close as they nestled together under the warmth of the blankets. Their breaths synchronized, and Yoko rested her head on Faye's chest, listening to the steady rhythm of her heartbeatâa comforting lullaby.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Hey beautiful people! This was originally meant to be a two-chapter book, but since I didn't want to leave you hanging on a tough cliffhanger, I decided to make it just one chapter. Lol. Just to be clear, I kept the love scene as general as possible for our younger readers. I didn't want it to be too detailed or intense, so to my adult readers, please bear with meâhaha, I know you've seen your fair share of those already, so let's keep it lighter, okay? Lol.
By the way, tomorrow will be my last update for this week since Sunday is going to be super busy for me. Please let me know through your votes (you know the drill) if you'd like a double update. Haha.
As promised, this chapter is dedicated to our new reader and commenter @MahakSingh962. I really appreciate your support, babe! Thank you for adding Accidentally In Love to your reads.
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