"Come in, Ewan... I don’t think I have the strength to carry Gianna myself..." Athena spoke as Ewan hesitated at her doorstep after she opened the door.
Aiden had assured her through a text some hours ago that her children were fast asleep, so she believed she was in the clear to bring her ex husband, now business partner, into her home.
When Ewan finally stepped into the room, he walked straight to the sofa to drop Gianna but Athena stopped him.
"Please, her room is this way..." She led the way to Gianna’s room, knowing that she couldn’t pull it off as she was dead on her feet.
She also knew that Gianna would be more than cranky in the morning if she woke up tomorrow and found herself on the sofa.
Athena pictured the scenario, and shuddered. She wasn’t ready for it.
Hence the risk she was taking, bringing Ewan past the living room space.
"Thank you very much, Ewan." She spoke after they left Gianna’s room, and headed to the exit door.
Ewan paused, and turned to Athena. "You’re welcome, Athena."
There it was again. Athena thought, as she managed to stay clear-headed in front of this gentle Ewan.
Why did he go about pronouncing her name like a Greek god beckoning his goddess wife?
What was that lingering gaze, that tilt to his voice, that honey caress? What was he aiming to achieve with it? Seduce her?
As if!
Yet, when Ewan stepped closer to her, she didn’t move an inch, instead she stood and watched him.
She blamed it on curiosity.
She wanted to know what Ewan was gunning for; she wanted to know his intentions if left alone.
So, ignoring the sudden flaring of the nerve endings in her belly and skin at his approach, she remained rooted at the spot, her gaze fixed on his.
When he touched her cheek, and his eyes warmed with heat and apology, she still didn’t say a word or walk away. She watched him as if he was an interesting dream character.
But when he caressed her cheek with infinite gentleness and muttered her name huskily again, Athena knew she had to break away, or else her resolutions would have been for nothing.
She was done being curious.
"What are you doing, Ewan?"
Ewan’s hand fell from her cheek. "I don’t know, Athena.."
"Stop calling my name like that... address me the way you did when we were married..."
Ewan’s eyes flamed with sorrow as the earlier heat in them disappeared.
"But how can I address you the same? With the power you possess now, you might lock me up for good!"
(.....)
Athena wasn’t sure if Ewan was joking with her right now.
Her silence though, rubbed Ewan the wrong way.
"I’m sorry, Athena..."
Athena shut her eyes for a microsecond, hating the increased flutterings in her belly. What the hell!
"Do you want me to call you something else? Like including the Doctor tag?"
Would that stop the buffet of feelings assailing her body? Athena didn’t think so.
"What I want is for you to leave now. Thanks for the ride and for your help with Gianna."
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