Seventy-One

We walk around the corner and I see the place she is talking about. It is really busy, but as we approach, two small tables become available. Rania sits with me at one, while Raphael and Liam sit at the other. I look over at Raphael. He didn't have to be here, especially after our little run in before we left. I was going to ask for Brett to accompany me, but he interrupted and insisted that he come.

We order, and as we wait for our meal, Rania looks at me and says,

"He misses you, you know that, right?"

"Who does?"

"Zachariah!"

"Ha, he doesn't miss me, I only cause trouble... He misses the sex..."

"That's not true..."

I look at her and raise my eyebrow at her. She smiles, "Okay, Okay. Maybe it is partly true... But you need to talk to him."

"Why? So he can lie to me more, make me into his personal sex slave!! Or worse, his little house beast!!"

Rania laughs, "You really do hate being cooped up inside... Only you would think house chores are worse than being a sex slave..."