My fucking heart

Chapter 20

Ana

I've been here for good two hours now. As soon as my drink was empty, Jasmin ran away with it and came back with a full glass. She is definitely in her feelings, because she had brought herself her favorite wine to the table, so that as soon as there was only one sip left, she could immediately pour herself more of it.

Matt and Ben looked the same way. The two of them apparently had a lot of drinks and seem to be in their own world, laughing and joking like little kids. Raphael sat on the couch, one leg bent, the other stretched out. He didn't seem that drunk, but you could tell from his eyes that he had already had some drinks for himself.

Since I came later and since Raphael has more body mass than me, it happened relatively quickly that I was around his level. Maybe not quite like that, but slowly the alcohol got into my head. One more glass and then I'll stop. Otherwise, I would be like Jasmin, Matt and Ben and I wanted to avoid that tonight. For the sake of my Saturday.

My watch said it was only 9:42 p.m. Actually not that late for Friday evening, but when I looked at our group here, I noticed that for most of them the train had already left. They are so done.

Ben slept on the couch while Matt showed Jasmin funny cat videos, which had the two of them rolling on the floor, laughing loudly. The sight of two adults rolling on the ground like children and enjoying themself made me laugh too.

As I calmed down and continued to watch the two of them, I noticed movement in the corner of my eye. Raphael got up from his seat and stretched briefly. He then started moving past me, but before he was completely out of sight, he stopped and turned his head over his shoulder in my direction. He sought my gaze. "Come with me." he said, making it sound like an order.

My heart skipped a beat as I felt it beating quite violently for a few beats. He surprised me with his blunt approach. He wanted me to come with him... he wanted to be alone with me. I felt the warmth on my cheeks as I watched him go, expecting me to follow him.

Curiosity overwhelmed me, so I got up and follow him obediently out of the room without paying any attention to the others, who were too busy with themselves anyway. We went into the next room. He left the light off, but immediately opened a large patio door that led out into his garden.

He stopped just before it and casually waved his hand at me to go ahead, leading the way. I walked past him, a whiff of his fragrant perfume filled my nose, and entered his perfectly manicured gardens, with him being close behind me.

My eyes widened as I looked around and saw the size of his garden. "Cool! You have your own garden." I blurted out, looking around with sparkling eyes. I've always wanted to have my own garden, but a suitable apartment with its own garden, reasonable public transport connections and a relative good and safe area couldn't even come close to being accommodated in my budget. I didn't even want to know how much Raphael has to pay for this apartment.

"You like it?" he asked, his eyes studying me carefully. I looked up at him. "If I like it? Raphael, I would kill for an apartment like yours." I admitted honestly and laughed.

Now, he started to grin lightly as well. "Then I should probably stay away from you. You know, for safety reasons." He's more talkative today than he was before. I like that.

I grinned. "If you value your life, then you probably should." I countered, giggling. I turned my gaze to him. He stood in front of me, tall in stature, his dark eyes on me.

He paused for a moment. "A little thrill never hurt anyone." he suddenly spoke, his eyes radiating a warmth that I had never experienced on him before. He is in a good mood.

So he doesn't want to stay away from me.

When this realization hit me, I started grinning slightly. He did the same while our eyes locked on each other over the short distance. It was quiet out here. In order to be able to look away from him and give the tension between us a break, I turned around and continued exploring his garden.