"Cat got your tongue?" Rafael asked with a smirk that infuriated June. 

She gritted her teeth, fighting the urge to stomp her feet. 

"Liar." She ended up speaking after what felt like an hour. "Do you think I am a fool? Rafael Ambrose?" She scoffed, "As if!"

Rafael slid his hands in his pockets and gave her a blank look, in that moment, he looked a lot like the little prince that stood beside her. They looked like they were cut from one material. 

Except her little baby was a lot more ...