The Brother of My Boyfriend: A Love for Two
Chapter 39

Dylan walked through the company lobby with heavy steps, his expression filled with frustration after his conversation with his mother. He greeted his coworkers with a distant nod, not showing his usual smile. Upon reaching the elevator, he impatiently pressed the button, craving a moment of peace.

Entering his office, Dylan let out a relieved sigh to finally be alone. However, his relief was interrupted by an unexpected presence. Raquelle was there, sitting in a chair, with a serious expression that indicated something important was about to happen. Dylan felt a shiver run down his spine. He wasn't prepared for this surprise.

"Wow, Raquelle, you startled me! What are you doing here in my office?" he asked, surprised.

"I came to visit you. I'm sorry for the scare. I came because I know you felt a bit uncomfortable with my presence yesterday. So, I wanted to apologize and say that we're almost like cousins. It's not fair for me to stay away from you just because things didn't work out," she explained.

"I know I distanced you from us, but I just didn't want you to suffer from our breakup," he admitted.

"I'm fine, Dylan. It wasn't meant to be. But our friendship continues. Speaking of which, in celebration of old times, could we have dinner at the Mexican restaurant I love?" she asked.

"I can't, I'm swamped with work, and I promised Mandy I'd see her," he replied.

"You see her every day, Dylan. I'm only in town for a few days. Please say yes," she insisted, giving him a sad look.

"Alright, I'll go. But no lingering, and please, my mother can't find out, or she'll make a fuss in my life. Everything's already chaotic," he warned.

"What happened?" she inquired.

"I don't want to talk about it right now. Let me get some work done since we're only going out tonight."

"Alright! I'll head out then. I'll write down my address for you to pick me up later. Thank you, Dylan, for agreeing to have dinner with me. Mexican food was our favorite, remember? It'll be nice to reminisce about the good times." She smiled as she reminisced.

"It was nice indeed. Well, now I need to get some work done, and later I'll pick you up at 6:00. Is that okay?"

"That's perfect. Good work, see you later." She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.

Dylan remained seated in his office, lost in his thoughts, after Raquelle left. The question lingered in the air: "Should I go to dinner with her?" he thought. But as time passed, Dylan became engrossed in his work routine. Eventually, when he finally looked at the clock, it was 5:50. He decided he couldn't wait any longer and set out to meet her.

Dylan got up from his chair, leaving his office behind. He waved to the receptionist and said:

"Diana, I'm leaving. See you tomorrow!"

Diana smiled and replied:

"See you tomorrow, Mr. Dylan. Have a great evening!"

The valet approached and greeted:

"Good evening, Mr. Dylan. Your car is ready."

Dylan thanked him:

"Thank you, Carlos. You're always so efficient."

With the car keys in hand, Dylan got into the vehicle and entered Raquelle's address into the GPS. He looked at the display and murmured to himself: "Here we go."

Focused on the road, he headed towards her house. The sunset painted the sky with warm, gentle hues, creating a serene atmosphere that contrasted with the day's hustle and bustle. An hour later, Dylan arrived at Raquelle's building. He handed the keys to the building's valet and walked to the reception.

"Good evening," Dylan said to the doorman. "Raquelle is expecting me."

The doorman nodded and checked the authorization.

"Everything is in order, Mr. Dylan. She's in apartment 409, on the fourth floor."

Dylan thanked him with a nod and headed to the elevator. As he ascended, he felt a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.

Dylan arrived in front of apartment 409 and rang the doorbell with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety. A few seconds later, the door slowly opened. Raquelle stood before him, stunning in a red dress that accentuated every curve of her body, leaving a part of her thigh exposed. The neckline highlighted her elegance and presence.

Dylan was momentarily speechless, his eyes capturing every detail of Raquelle's appearance. Finally, he managed to gather his thoughts and say:

"You look stunning, Raquelle," he said admiringly.

"Thank you. I thought you might stand me up. Thank goodness you came. Would you like to come in for a drink, or do you think it's better if we go?" she asked.

"It's better if we go. We can have a drink out," he replied.

"Then let's go."

Dylan and Raquelle arrived excitedly at the Mexican restaurant, where the scent of exotic spices filled the air. They sat at a cozy table and soon decided to try a variety of tacos, enchiladas, and nachos suggested by the waiter.

As they savored the delicious Mexican delicacies, they decided to order a round of tequila to complete the experience. Laughter and conversation flowed as they enjoyed the food and drinks.

With the festive atmosphere around them, Dylan and Raquelle became even more animated. Together, they decided to take on the karaoke challenge. On stage, they sang their favorite songs with enthusiasm, capturing the attention of everyone in the restaurant.

Raquelle, with a mischievous smile, looked at Dylan and suggested that he should let loose more often. Energized by the suggestion, they left the karaoke and headed to the dance floor. They moved to the rhythm of the music, letting the energy of the tequila propel their steps.

It was as if time had stood still at that moment, and they surrendered to the fun without reservation. The night at the Mexican restaurant turned into a special memory, where food, music, and dance brought them together uniquely. As the hours advanced, the restaurant began to quiet down, a sign that it was about to close. The waiter approached Dylan and Raquelle's table to kindly inform them of the impending closure.

Dylan, with a satisfied smile from the enjoyable evening, grabbed his phone to check the time. Upon doing so, he realized it was already midnight and there had been several missed calls from Mandy, likely concerned about his whereabouts. Noticing the situation, the waiter offered assistance. He offered to call a taxi and assured them it would be sent directly to Dylan's address since he was in no condition to drive. Accepting the kindness, Dylan and Raquelle got up from the table and waited for the taxi to arrive.

Minutes later, a yellow car pulled up in front of the restaurant. The driver greeted them with a smile, and they got in, ready to be taken back to Raquelle's house. The ride was smooth, and in no time, they arrived at their destination. Thanking the driver, Dylan and Raquelle stepped out of the taxi, looking at each other with tired but happy glances. That unforgettable night at the Mexican restaurant will surely be remembered for a long time.