It's You

Twenty-Five

"Raphie?"

He ignored Shawn as he scanned the restaurant.

"Raphie, you are freaking me out."

Raphie turned to face him. "Not here."

"Well, then where? I want to talk right now."

Raphie shook his head. "You don't know what you are saying."

Just then Shawn felt his phone vibrate. He checked it out of habit.

Message from Camila: You are needed in the back.

Shawn looked at Raphie after he read the text. "Promise you won't leave?"

"I promise."

Shawn hesitated to leave but he needed to make sure everything was okay in the back.

A man sat beside Raphie at the bar. He was wearing a tan trench coat over his clothing and dark shades.

"You are hesitating, Raph."

"Everything is under control."

The man turned his head to look at him. "You know what happens next.

"It is a bit more complicated than that."

"Could it be that you are making it more complicated?"

"I just need more time."

"If you had more time, I wouldn't be here, now would I?"

"I have this feeling that..."

"Stop right there. It isn't up to you and you know that." The man said firmly.

Raphie closed his eyes and sighed.

In the back, Shawn was searching for where he was needed. "Diego? Camila? " he called out as he searched.

"Hello?" He called out then peaked his head into the office and flipped the light switch on.

"Are you Senior Mendes?"

Shawn's eyes widened with surprise seeing Camila sitting in the office chair wearing a short trench coat and heels. Her feet were elevated onto the desk and her hair was in a high messy ponytail.

She asked again, "You are Senior Mendes, Si?"

Shawn's lips curled into a smile. "Yes, ma'am."

Camila then smirked as she swung her legs back onto the floor. She stood up and walked to the front of the desk and leaned against it. "I heard you were the man to talk to if I needed anything."

Shawn smiled as he took steps towards her. "That is true. What is it you need?"

Camila smirked then pulled him close by his hips. "You. I need you."

"What can I do for you?"

She began places kisses on his neck as she ran her fingertips down his chest to his belt. "Not FOR me...TO me."

He blushed. "Here?"

She looked him in the eyes and nodded.

He stepped closer and looked deeply into her eyes. His eyes scanned her up and down.

She gasped when he reached down and lifted her into a seated position on the edge of the desk.