Chapter 36

Becca's POV

In less than ten minutes that I sent a message saying that I was ready, Raphael had appeared knocking on our door. He wore a dark blue T-shirt and jeans. It was as beautiful as I saw him at the airport. The hair is very well combed and fragrant. I immediately felt embarrassed by my hard hair by the expired shampoo and cream.

"How can you be even better than earlier, Becca? "He provoked, giving a little smile. "I'm starting to think that my deluded heart won't keep beating this way for long.”

I laughed out loud.

"Rapha, is this your best sung?”

"I wasn't flirting," he said, with an expression that suggested otherwise. "I'm to blame if you don't already consider me a small and harmless friend? I'm just acting as I always did.”

"You're drooling on my carpet! "I cursed my mother, sitting scattered in the living room. Raphael leaned over to see besides me at the door and I waved at her. "You two, if you drink too much, call a taxi. I don't