"Hey," Rafael whispered as he called Erika, who said nothing. He was trying to satisfy his brother by checking on her, main while Alianor was watching him with a red eye.
"My iron lady, don't you miss me?" Rafael stated. Alianor hit his head, and then he hissed, "You know this is not working. Be more romantic, gentle; act like she's your wife."
Rafael smiled, then said, "Are you driving?" Erika took so long to answer as if she were with someone: "Yes, I'm driving, about to reach home; any matters?" She replied.
Rafael stood and walked to the bar side. He poured for him some glasses and took a sip from each one. He didn't know what to say; he had already prepared another plan to get what he wanted from Erika.
It's hard for him to dive into another half-love relationship, whatever its name was. His last with Alex was perfect, and he didn't want to go through the same pain again.
