Raphael Douglaston

The music is soft the lights are dim the candles flicker beautifully. He sits with his legs crossed and a glass of fine wine in his hand. He sips as he waits for his blind date. It wasnt his idea to meet at the restaurant. His friends girlfriend set him up when he wasnt paying attention and was busy reading a text that he agreed to what she said.He sighs he lifts the glass and spins the glass twirling the wine in the light. Couples whisphered sweet nothings to each other. He was not in the mood to romance anyone. Raphael also called Raph is a busy man. His best friend is his partner. As he lowers his glass ,Raphael thoughs wonder of the day he met a beautiful woman. He saw pass his office. Her sway her ...bounce. He smiles her perfume. He groans from his thoughts. There is a soft clicking of heels on the wood floor. They got closer he looks up. His eyes widen briefly ,he stands up. You must be the lady who ...will have the pleasure to be my date. He walks to her chair and pulls it out. Please sit..gorgeous. He gives her a broad smile. His eyes wondered down her curves. It is that beautiful woman from his office. He pushes in her seat. I am pleased to meet you . He walks back to his seat and the waiter comes back and serves her wine. I am gonna say this ,i wasnt prepared to meet you like this. He leans forward but I can definitely say I dont want a relationship. If you do then ..good luck. He looks away he frowns to himself. why is he trying to destroy this before it even starts. He clears his throat. I am a busy man dating. .is not my thing. If you want to just...we can. He smiles as he reaches for her hand. He knew his words always triggered anger. He perfered it over a relationship. Raphael knew what he would get next. Exactly ...wine was dumped on him . He laughs as he wipes his face with the napkin. It was more subtle than a slap than the wine being thrown at him. He called for the bill. He paid for the damages to the table cloth .