the hand as we follow Pip to the bar.
The three of us have a seat by the bar and Pippa turns to Matthew, getting serious for a change. “It’s great to see you two together you know, you have a really positive effect on him Just a month ago he’d have probably put Mark on his arse and knocked ten bells out of him. He’s been miserable since Christmas,” I groan and eyeball her to shut the hell up, she smiles, rolls her eyes and continues. “But since he met you, he’s been a version of Rafe that I haven’t seen in years. He’s really happy,” she takes his hands in hers, “Thank you.”
I’m the happiest that I’ve ever been, and the look that Matthew gives me tells me all I need to know, he feels the same way.
One more week!
Day Twenty Two - Sunday
“You two are great together Rafe, I can’t believe how settled you seem after such a short time!”
Rosie has come around to the flat for a coffee, which Matthew is in my kitchen making as my sister and I catch up. Michael has gone into the office to take advantage of the quiet and she’s taking advantage of the freedom. He’s been pressuring her to set a date for the wedding and complaining that she chose New Year’s Eve. It’s too far away apparently. The end of time isn’t far enough for me!
“I know. I can’t complain sis, I’m so happy!”
“There you go Ginge, Rafael.” Matthew winks at me and smiles as he places the cups down in front of us and leans down to kiss me. “I have some work to do so I’m going to head off. I’ll call you later ok?”
“Of course, see you later.”
I feel like the desire in my eyes each time I look at Matthew could burn a hole right through him. The look in his seems to match my own and makes my breath catch in my throat on an hourly basis.
“Bye Ginge.” Matthew doesn’t take his eyes off mine as he says bye to Rosie and leans down to kiss me again. “Later.”
“WOW!”
I peel my eyes away from the door that Matthew just left through to look at my sister. She’s blushing and staring at me open mouthed.
“What?” I’m confused and a little self-conscious.
“What? Are you serious Rafe? Fucking hell…If Michael looked at me once the way you two look at each other I think I would be done in, death by spontaneous orgasm! Christ Rafe, I’ve never seen chemistry like that!”
Rosie’s words make me smile from ear to ear in one moment, but sad in the next. I know there’s something special between Matthew and me, but she’s marrying Michael and feels nothing close to what we have after just three weeks!
“Rosie, don’t marry him please. You aren’t right for each other. You deserve passion!”
“Rafael, don’t start, please. I’ve made my bed and now I have to lie in it.”
“Rosie, for crying out loud, you talk about your wedding like it’s a punishment. You know I’ll be there when it falls apart but I really wish I didn’t have to wait for that. You don’t love him.”
“RAFE! Enough please.” Rosie looks down at her hands, she’s wringing her fingers together in her lap and I know I need to ease off.
“Ok…I’m sorry.”
“It’s ok.” She sniffs and takes a breath. I know she’s upset but I just give her the moment to compose herself, “So come on, give me details…Is he amazing in bed? Oh I bet he is!”
“Erm…I wouldn’t know. We haven’t had sex yet. We haven’t done much more than kiss actually.” I smile and wait for her reaction,
“WHAT? In three weeks of being together every day, and having chemistry like that,” She points at the door for some reason, “You’ve only kissed? Do you seriously expect me to believe that?”
I laugh,
“Yes, because it’s true. Well, we’ve both copped a feel a few times and things have headed towards getting pretty damn amazing, but we agreed to date and wait. One month, no sex!”
“FUCK OFF!!!” Rosie shouts and then starts to laugh, “Oh that is brilliant! For you to agree to no sex, you must
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