CHAPTER HUNDRED AND THREE - LIES HIDDEN IN TRUTHS.
Rafael moved over to the other side of the bed, so Mateo's phone camera could capture him.
" Isabel," he called with a grin on his face, waving.
" Hey, Raf," Isabella called back. " Give Mat the food, I'm sure he has an appetite now that he has seen my lovely face, don't you, Mat?" Isabella cooed as if talking to a child.
Mateo gave her a look and then sighed.
Rafael chuckled. " I'm sure if it was me he would have said,' don't talk to me as if you are talking to a child, you idiot," He said, trying to imitate Mateo's voice.
Isabella burst into laughter. Rafael leaned into Mateo.
" I told you she likes my joke," he whispered.
" Do you have a death wish?" Mateo asked, turning slightly to his side.
" Oh, let him be, Mat," Isabella intervened. " By the way, Raf, that was a very bad imitation." Isabella's laughter spiked up once again.
" Why?" Rafael pouted.
" Well, Mat sounds better than that - his voice is deeper and rich. Mm... Erotic," Isabella explained.
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