It had been a week since we had come back from our short trip and everything had been amazing. Sometimes it felt like I was living in a dream, like one day I would wake up and realize that none of this had happened, that it was all just a figment of my imagination.

Rafael had promised he would try and he was doing just that. I had never been this happy in my life. It was everything a girl could dream of. I pulled on my white Chuck Taylors before looking at myself in the mirror. It had been a while since I'd dressed up in something besides leggings and a baggy sweatshirt. I had worn my black skinny jeans with my striped red and black shirt and I finished the look with an edgy black leather jacket and I looked pretty good, if I do say so myself.

I had gotten my hair, nails and makeup done and my face was glowing. I guess it's true what they say- pregnant women glow. The dark circles underneath my eyes had almost completely disappeared, thanks to Rafael. If it was up to him, I probably wouldn't have even got out of bed this past week.

Rafael and I had gotten so close over these last few days and I had learned so much about him, like the fact that he'd never really had a great childhood nor had he enjoyed his teenage years, so tonight I had decided to fix that.

"You ready?" Rafael asked walking out of the bathroom wearing skinny black designer jeans with a white V-neck top and a black leather jacket. He looked fine! I couldn't help but stare as a Cheshire smile spread across my face.

That's my man.

"Yeah, you look nice." I responded as I approached him slowly.

"And you look gorgeous" he said kissing my lips. I had wanted to wear my big fluffy sweatshirt and shorts but he obviously objected. His hands circled around my waist as the kiss deepened, making me mentally roll my eyes. If we kept this up, we won't be leaving the house anytime soon.

"Stop," I reluctantly pulled away from his sweet lips before messing up his neatly combed hair, something he clearly did not like.

I took a step back and looked at him, nodding my head in approval. He looked like a sexy lead singer of a boy band.

"Let's go," I said, pulling him by his arm as we walked out to the garage and took out the motorcycle sitting in the corner, looking like it had been collecting dust for years now.

"Do you even know how to drive this thing?" I asked him with a serious look of concern.

"Yeah, I think." He said as the engine roared to life.

We speed out of the compound without a care in the world. I held onto his waist as he drove the beast. I let my rebellious side shine as I shouted at the top of my voice the wind blowing against my face sending my hair flying in every direction. Adrenaline coursed through my body, the rush of fear and excitement together had me throwing my head back and laughing. My heart was beating fast, my toes curled, and my hands tightened my grip on Rafael who was concentrating on the road ahead.

Fifteen minutes later we were at the small private landing field.

"How was that?" I exclaimed, feeling like some kind of rock star. That had been amazing and my excitement had me bouncing around like a sugar high maniac as Rafael and I started walking into the airplane.

"That was awesome," I said giggling. Rafael looked at me smiling before he scooped me up in his arms by my waist and kissed me. It doesn't get much better than that. He turned around with me still in his arms, feet dangling in the air as our tongues danced. I felt like a crazy teenager and groaned in disappointment when he finally put me down breaking the kiss.

"The plane is waiting for us," he said, taking my hand in his as we got on the massive plane.

Two hours later we landed in Moscow. Rafael pulled the bike from the plane and we were off to venture the city. I had been planning this for days. We would start at the cemetery where a scary movie would be showing, then we would head off to the museum where there was a function, and after that we would go wherever the city takes us.

The cemetery was already packed with people. We bought our tickets, popcorn, and candy before finding a spot to sit surrounded by dead people's grave. It's kind of creepy when you think about it. The movie started with a loud scream and the audience hushed. As for myself, I was scared as hell. See, I'm one of those people who likes scary movies but always hides behind the cushion throughout the movie. Yep... that's me. That's why I found myself hiding behind Rafael's shoulder, grabbing his arm tightly screaming when everyone did so.

"What happened?" I asked, poking my head out from behind his shoulder, my heart hammering in my chest.

Rafael turned towards me grinning, "He ate her insides."

My body shook violently as I dug my head back behind his shoulder, poking out now and then. Rafael laughed at me throughout almost the whole movie and people kept shushing us whenever I asked what was happening with Rafael responding by laughing loudly. I swear at one point a lady almost got up and smacked us for making so much noise.

"What a nice movie," I said as we walked back to the motorcycle, fog creeping all over the place. I didn't dare let go of Rafael's arm.

"You didn't even see half of it," Rafael said as he threw his head back and laughed. It was such an amazing sight to see.

Gorgeous.

In no time we were off to our next adventure.

The museum was super packed and we felt out of place as people were wearing ball gowns and expensive suits. We turned quite a few heads in on the way here, I'll tell you that.

"That man looks like Rafael Vintagè," one woman said as we passed.

"Don't be silly Rose, Mr Vintagè would kill you if he heard you associate him with such a low life," another said.

We went on our way until I spotted a secluded corner. I pulled Rafael over and grabbed him by his jacket's collar before smashing my lips into his.

Ever made out in public? It's so exciting, no? The fear and thrill of the ideas of someone catching you, adrenaline rushes through your body as your heart violently beats in your chest.

We kissed, his sweet lips roughly caressing mine. His hands were roaming my body awakening every cell in my body. I momentarily forgot where we were and melted in his heavenly arms as he kissed me like there was no tomorrow.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

It took a while for my senses to come back to me, my eyes faltering open in confusion before registering where I was.

Two guards were rushing towards us and some people had formed a crowd watching us as if we were savages.

"Run!" I shouted before bolting to the entrance.

I could hear feet behind me as I struggled to pass through the mass of people.

"Sorry!" I repeating as I bumped into people. The museum was fully packed which made it hard get out. I thought my heart would come out of my chest at the same time yet at the same time so excited.

"Stop!" Guards were shouting as I tried dodging them, hoping and praying that Rafael was behind me.

By the time I made it out of the door I was sweating like a pig, heaving, trying to catch my breath.

Rafael got on the motorcycle and we zoomed away. I looked back to see guards trying to run after us, but then quickly giving up.

"O.M.G!" I said before bursting out into laughter.

"What an exercise," I said, holding tightly around Rafael's waist.

"You a troublemaker," he finally said as we sped off, "Where to now?"

"I don't know really, but I am feeling hungry though. Turn right." I replied.

After fifteen minutes we entered a diner in town which sold the best burger and chips.

We sat in a booth right next to the window as a waiter came holding a pad and pen.

"Welcome to cheesy Burgers diner, what can I get you?"

"We will have your double rib burger with extra cheese and bacon with fries, and your chocolate and strawberry milkshakes." I said smiling as she nodded her head and walked away. I used to come here when I was still in school. It wasn't a scene you would imagine Rafael in, sitting in an old diner but that's exactly what I wanted him to experience: eating greasy fatty foods.

He reached out for my hand and squeezed it, making a small smile form on my lips.

"What do you like doing on your free time?" I asked

"I don't have free time." He simply replied.

"Before you had all these responsibilities, what did you do on your free time?"

He moved his hands to brush his chin before he looked out of the window, watching as people passed, chatting and laughing in the time of night.

"Whenever I got the chance, I would run away at night and watch the stars at the top of mountain near my parents' house. I would sit still for hours, afraid of disturbing the silence, the peace and quiet. It seemed like heaven," He said, looking distant.

The waiter came with our milkshakes placing them on the tables with our straws as I grabbed the strawberry one eagerly. I sucked on the straw and almost moaned. They were just as delicious as I remembered.

Satisfied, I looked up at Rafael to find him gazing at me admirably before grabbing his and taking a sip.

"So how is it?" I asked eagerly.

"They're great," he said nodding his head with a smile. The waiter had left and five minutes later she came with our cutlery and shortly after our meals and I almost drooled. The burger was massive and it's mouth-watering scent could hit you from afar.

"Thank you," I said as the waiter placed our plates.

"Is there anything else I can get you?" She asked politely.

"No thank you," Rafael said to her, smiling.

We ate, talked, and giggled, getting our hands dirty with sauce but we didn't care. In this moment we were just ordinary people who were in love. By the time we were done I thought my jean button would pop. Both our plates were clean, our glasses empty, and we had spent another hour just sitting there talking.

Finally we walked out of the diner near their closing time and hopped onto our bike. My arms wrapped Rafael's waist with my head on his shoulder as the bike sped off. The ride was silent but it wasn't an awkward silence, it was peaceful and I couldn't help but smile.

Finally we were happy.