Perdona Si Te Llamo Cayetano Raquel Tirado Fe... -

Raquel looked at her watch. She was supposed to be meeting friends in Malasaña, a world away from the starched shirts and signet rings of this neighborhood. But there was something in his eyes—a flicker of humor that didn't fit the 'Cayetano' mold.

Raquel rolled her eyes, but she couldn't stop the small smile tugging at her mouth. "Of course it is." Perdona Si Te Llamo Cayetano Raquel Tirado Fe...

He let out a startled, genuine laugh. "It’s Borja, actually. And the boat is named after my mother. My grandmother’s name was much too long to fit on the hull." Raquel looked at her watch

"Fine," she said, swinging her bag over her shoulder. "But we’re going to a place I pick. And if I see a single person wearing a sweater tied around their shoulders, I’m leaving." Raquel rolled her eyes, but she couldn't stop