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. 
A look pas

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