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</span>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">“I know they’d be the best damn poppers,” he said with a playful roll of his eyes. Aven was talented and Rafael truly believed that if she did end up helping er boyfriend out with a menu that the bar would definitely be successful. He noticed the lack of doubt in how she spoke about the bar and he imagined the man that she was with certainly had proven himself to her if she had this much faith in him. Rafael was a bit jealous of course. There were plenty of times that Aven had his back in the same manner. He looked over to her briefly and swore that for a second he caught her giving him the same looks she used to give him; where it seemed he could do no wrong. Of course over time as he tested the boundaries of her loyalty, it became quite clear that Rafael wasn’t as perfect in other aspects of his life and Aven had been close enough to him to see that.<br/>
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“You’re right. Danielle would love that,” he said to her with a small smile. He tried to hide the pink of embarrassment, hoping that it would be seen as a result of the growing heat in the kitchen as the ovens were starting to be turned on. They both were getting along fine it was clear but Rafael knew they were both trying to pretend that they could easily ignore the elephant in the room. He knew better of course, this wasn’t the place or the time but if they were going to be working together then they would have to eventually face their past. At least, Rafael would and he knew that he would actually have to apologize to the woman he knew he had hurt terribly.<br/>
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“Well if you want come to the show with me, then after today which I’m banking will be a success then we have to go out for drinks.” Just drinks – there was nothing wrong with that and certainly nothing that could change their situation for the worse. Rafael just knew he had to ask or else it would bug him for the day and the last thing he wanted was to lose focus over his restaurant. He also wanted Aven to know that – <i>that </i>Rafael was a man of the past and hopefully, they could manage to get back to that friendship they had before everything went to shit.</span></div>