My fake fiancee. (BWWM)

||Fifty one||

RAFFAEL'S POV

Ping.

A text message.

I fished for my phone, it's probably a text on Instagram or something. Normally, I just ignore the DMS, there'no one im interested in apart from one person. And she probably wants nothing to do with me. Because I fucked up. Bad.
Only the text wasn't from any of his teammate's girlfriends or some girl from Instagram.

Amore♥:
Now?

The beating of my heart increased. She texted back. For a while, I tried texting her when I came to know that she had left New York, I was ready to fly out to California to see her, my career is damned. But she had made it clear that she didn't want to see me, that she wasn't ready to talk to me. And I took a step back, she wanted nothing to do with me. But I loved her. I always had. And I wasn't going to give up. Not on her. Not after I fucked up.
I'll do everything to get her to forgive me.

After my game, two nights before, all I could think about was her, hell she is all I think about every second of my existence. Yet I made her leave me.
So I flew to Cali with the excuse of seeing my folks, but I just wanted to see her, smell her, talk to her.
And I was at a cafe in the morning when I vaguely heard her name, I shrugged it off, maybe it was a sign from the ocean goddess or something. But the more the day passed, the more she took control of my mind. Everything I saw, heard was all related to her.

Later that evening, I was walking around the beach when I remembered the summers we would spend in the beach house she was staying in at the moment, our first kiss, in the same area, she had been my first kiss and I had been hers. I had never been happier. We were playing hide and seek and I followed her to her hiding spot in the garage, she was always good at hiding. We snuck out after a while of not being found and went to an ice cream truck. Thankfully, the line of people was not long, took our ice cream sandwiches and sat on the other side of one of the fallen palm trees and ate our ice cream, laughing at the thought of Ace getting frustrated looking for us. After a while, it became our thing, sneaking out for ice cream sandwiches. Especially after her parents started fighting.

So when I walked around and saw the house from afar, I didn't think, I just texted, Ice cream sandwich?
To which she replied.

Two and a half seconds later, I dialed her number. She answered on the first ring.
“I didn’t think you’d be awake,” I said, I did expect her to answer. Hell, I did expect her to text me back in the first place.
“I was hoping we could talk, bunny."

“What are you doing awake?” she asked instead, after a beat, probably regretting why she answered the damn phone. But hearing her voice was music to my ears.
“You sound tired,  "she commented.

“I could ask you the same thing,” I breathed, “Look, bunny, I know you asked me to stay away, but I’d really like to talk to you, to see you. This sounds like bullshit even as I say it because you don’t owe me anything. And I fucked up so bad. But I just—”
Some biker honked as he passed by me and I cursed, the road was big enough for both of us, buddy.
“Are you out?” her voice rang through the line, “Raffy, have you been drinking?”
A laugh rumbled from my chest, “No. I just couldn’t sleep and go out for a ride, which turned into a walk and I found myself here around the beach house and… I don’t know. I guess I thought a text wouldn’t be too much. Especially if you got it in the morning when you woke up.” I chuckled, humorlessly. “My mistake. Sorry”

“I have a tub of vanilla and strawberry and a box of Oreos.” She said after a while.
Relief surged through my muscles, thank heavens. He half expected her to tell him that she still didn't want shit to do with him.
" I'd like that, " a smile broke out of his face.
Hope.

She was standing at the door, holding it open, when I climbed the final stairs and he clenched his fists in his leather jacket. God, she is beautiful.
She looked good, so good, I was tempted to hold her in my arms and have my face buried on the nape of her neck, with her around me.
She was in a black blouse that fit her well, I couldn't help notice her pointed nipples, she wasn't wearing a bra.

Who would at 3 in the morning? Dumb ass.

I ignored my subconscious and had my eyes drift down to the little bit of her caramel skin of her stomach showing then to her red and white shorts and her legs that would go for miles. Looking back at her face, she was checking me out too, I did a victory dance in my head. Her eyes met mine and she looked away blushing, her soft skin flushing slightly.
Taking a deep breath, I stepped up to her and put my hands on her waist, hoping she won't push me away and she didn't and I dropped a kiss on her temple, her chocolate scent wrapping around me. I closed my eyes for a second to savor this one moment because who knew how this night would end.
Then stepped back and gestured for her to walk back in first and I followed, closing the door behind me.
"Can I help or something?" I asked, feeling awkward.
She nodded, "take the box of Oreos from the cupboard, I got the ice cream."
I did as told and walked back after her with two spoons and bowls for the ice cream. She sat down on the sofa facing the tv and I acting innocently, sat beside her. She stiffened before slowly loosening up.
I opened the tub, scooped some ice cream and handed the bowl to her, the Oreos on the sit, separating us. I scoped some for my bowl too and sat back.
I watched her stuff her mouth with oreo and ice cream before she was in a fit of coughs. I chuckled, rubbing her back, "slow down bunny, there's a lot to go round."
She blushed, "I know... Just nervous, I guess."
I furrowed my brows with a frown, "I can go sweetheart, it's no problem. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea."
She shook her head and smiled softly, "no, stay. I want you here."
Relief.

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