Alissa Moore's Point of View:
"Who the hell is this?" Rafe snapped eyes blazing.
I was at a loss for words and couldn't even speak. I just watched as Dom extended a hand to Rafe with a smug look on his face.
"Hi I'm Dom I'm-"
Rafe interrupted him, "I don't care who you are"
"Well I'm her brother so..."
I could tell the exact moment that Dom's words sunk in for Rafe. His eyes widened and his body tensed. He looked at me wanting me to confirm what he just heard. I nodded my head still in shock that Dom was even here to begin.
Rafe took a small step back and looked from Dom to me. I finally found my voice again after what felt like forever, "Rafe this is my brother Dom and Dom this is the guy I'm seeing Rafael"
Rafael steeled his spine and faced my brother, "it's nice to meet you"
Dom laughed, "cut the crap you just wanted to punch my face in"
I gasped loudly and smack Dom across his chest, "Dom stop it"
Rafe shrugged, "he didn't lie"
Dom patted me on the back, "go sit over there so I can have a chat with your date"
I pouted, "Fine, but don't chase him away"
He rolled his eyes and smile, "I only want to talk to him, sis"'
I knew full well that my brother didn't just 'talk' to the guys I like. The last time I allowed him to talk with my date the guy ran away and ghosted me. That was my last date ever until I met Rafe so it was understandable that I was scared. I really liked him and I didn't want him to ghost me but I also wanted him to get along with my family and if Dom could scare him away he probably wasn't the one. I'm a firm believer in fighting for what you want and who you want.
My eyes stayed on them as Dom lead him away. They were facing each other and talking. I swear I thought I saw a ghost of a smile on Dom's face but I couldn't be sure since he was so far away. Rafe was responding to what I assumed were questions that Dom had asked. They both turned to look at me simultaneously neither one giving away their thoughts as they turned to once again face each other.
I breathed a sigh of relief when Dom initiated a handshake between them and Rafe didn't shy away from it. When they walked back over to me I was relieved.
"You finished grilling my date?"
Dom didn't even bother to deny it, "yeah well he didn't mind it"
He stretched out his arms to me and I went in for the hug. He pulled me tightly to him and whispered, "he's a good one"
When he pulled away I was grinning so hard I beat my face could split in half at that point.
"Have fun guys," he pointed at Rafe "hurt her and you die"
Rafe shook his head, "I won't hurt her"
"You ready?" he asked me.
I looped my arm through his, "I'm so ready"
He lead me out to his car which was a sleek black range rover and I was instantly in love. It's just something about a sleek black car that just calls out to me on a different level. His bodyguard opened the car door for me and Rafe helped me in since I was in heels, I felt he would have helped me regardless of whether I were in heels or not. He was a true gentleman.
After we got in his bodyguard slammed the door shut and went into the driver's seat to drive us to our destination, which I still don't know where it is. I was told to dress up and that's what I did.
My breath caught in my throat as Rafe raised my hand to place a kiss on the back of it, "have I told you that you look absolutely stunning tonight?"
I giggled, "you haven't yet"
"Well you look ravishing," his voice deepened "and I would very much like to kiss you right now"
My breathing quickened in anticipation, "I'd like that too...very much"
"Thank God" and with that, he pressed his lips to mine for a passionate kiss. He shoved his tongue into my mouth, swiping his tongue across my teeth asking for access which I happily allowed.
I groaned when he pulled away from me. I was not ready for him to stop kissing me.
He chuckled and leaned in to peck my lips, "don't worry love there's more where that came from"
My skin was red from what he was insinuating but I didn't back down from it not one bit, "I'm looking forward to it"
He growled as he kissed me once more and mumbled under his breath, "you're such a tease"
I just laughed and turned to look out the window, "where are you taking me anyway?"
"It's a surprise," he grinned.
"We're already on the way there," I pouted "why can't you just tell me?"
He looked offended by my question, "because its a surprise"
I folded my arms underneath my chest, "I don't even like surprises"
"According to Bri, you'll love this one"
"Ae you asked my sister for help"
He shyly looked at his feet, "Je ne peux pas croire que je me tortille comme un adolescent"
I was mesmerized by how deep and sensual his voice sounded to me. It was euphoric hearing him speak French and I loved it. There was just something about a man speaking a foreign language that instantly made them hotter. Spanish, Italian and French were my weaknesses when it comes to languages. For me, they are the most romantic language that naturally has a sexy feel to them. He didn't know it but I completely understood what he said. I didn't want to tell him earlier because I enjoyed it when he mumbled to himself thinking I didn't understand him but now I couldn't help but to tease him.
"aw j'aime bien que tu te tortilles pour moi bébé"
His head snapped up to mine, his eyes were filled with shock. He clearly wasn't expecting me to speak to him in French. His expression quickly changed from one of shock to one of pure lust.
I gulped as he pulled me on his lap and ran a hand up my exposed thigh. He leaned in to kiss me softly on my neck. The mere sensation drove me wild.
"you're perfect," he smiled softly.
I melted into his arms utterly content.