Devilish Affection [18+]

18- First Date Success

I shook my head immediately. "No. I want things to progress naturally, like they already are. We're going on a date today and I don't want a background check done."

"A date?" He tapped his fork on the plate, humming as I swallowed my food. " I need to see him first."

"No." I rolled my eyes. "You're my friend, he doesn't need to get your approval."

"Does he have Betty's approval?" Rafael lifted an eyebrow and I nodded my head. "And she's your friend as well, right? So as your friend, I want to meet him."

"Not happening. You're going to chase him away. He knows who you are and if you meet him, it'll just be awakened."

"Let me do a background check."

"No."

"Baby."

"Rafael."

"Emily."

"I'm so scared." I feigned terror, shaking my hands as he crossed his arms and gave me a pointed stare. "Why do you need to do one?"

"I need to see if it's worthy of your time." He shrugged his shoulders, and took the last bit of spaghetti and quickly put it in his mouth. "Call me psychotic, baby but I'm serious."

I crossed my arms. "You are psychotic. You better not stop me from this date, because I won't accept any amount of money." He chuckled. "I mean it. Go pick a stunning woman from Catherine's escorts but not me for anything else."

"I did pick a stunning woman." He ran his eyes over me. "A woman who looks ready to be fucked throughly in that shirt."

I groaned, laying my head on the counter and he laughed. "You're being ridiculous now. This isn't how friends talk." I closed my eyes, sighing. "We're friends, Rafael, let's try to stick to that."

"I am sticking to it. If I wasn't, I'd be eating you upstairs, not food." I felt the blush heating up my face and I mumbled a curse, shaking my head at him.

"I'm going back to bed." I stretched my arms out and he chuckled, picking up the plate and putting it in the sink as I climbed off the stool. "Come on. Be my shield in case someone shoots me."

"I don't know why but I think you're getting a thrill out of this, aren't you?" He walked towards me, turning me around and making me face the door. "You can be my shield, since you're wide awake. I'm still half asleep, baby."

"Shouldn't I get a gun?" I giggled as he placed his hands on my shoulders and made me walk out of the kitchen.

"I'll give you a gun upstairs. Ready and loaded to shoot." He chuckled, walking me upstairs.

"Okay." I wondered if he had put the gun under his pillow when he slept. I walked into the room and quickly ran to the bed, jumping on it and letting out a deep sigh.

Rafael said something in Italian as he closed the door and I watched as he walked towards the bed as well. I moved up, grabbing my phone and unlocking it with my finger. "I should ring my mom." I laid on the bed as he pulled the duvet over me but I kicked it away. "It's hot."

"It's late, baby." He wrapped an arm around me, laying his head on my chest, as I pulled my mom's contact up. "She's going to be asleep."

"I should ring Alex." I pulled his contact up and Rafael snatched the phone from my head, throwing it behind himself on the bed and wrapping his other arm around my waist. "Rafael.." I sighed. "I'm bored."

"Open your legs."

I shook my head even though he didn't look up at me. "I think Betty will be awake." I said, trying to reach over his body to get my phone. "I promise I'll whisper and you can go back to sleep."