After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

"That was a cheesy line, even for you." She said and leaned one hand on the bed as support and used her other hand to push his hair out of his forehead while she gently placed hers on his, just like when they were younger. "You're still warm, are you sure you're feeling better?" She asked.

"Mhm," Owen answered, enjoying the feeling of her hand against his skin. "But my head doesn't hurt as much anymore."

"That's good to hear." She said and sat up, her hand leaving his face.

Owen didn't miss the way his chest constricted at the loss of contact.

"How'd you sleep last night? The chair didn't make your neck ache, did it?" He quickly brought up a small time topic to coupe with the loss.

"A bit." Leonica admitted, rubbing her neck. "But I'm fine, the pain will go away in a few minutes."

"Come here." Owen ordered and patted the bed.

"Huh? What's with the sudden order?"

"Lay on the bed. I'll rub your neck."

""You don't have to."

"I want to. I'm the one who's been causing you trouble since last night. So just this once, please, let me be useful."

Leonica sighed, knowing fully well that if she continued this way, neither of them were going to do anything eventful. "Alright." She gave in and sat on the bed, leaning forward and positioning her head right in front of his knees. "I'll start now." He warned, his hand finding it's way into her hair.

The feeling was strange.

Leonica relaxed against him, allowing herself to get lost in the feeling of his hand rubbing her neck.

"Leo." Owen called, his hand stilling against her neck.

"Hm?" She hummed, opening her eyes and looking back at him.

a serious expression on his face. "Do

gaze searching his, looking for

and shook her head. "No." Her answer was followed by a quick attempt to change the topic. She wasn't ready to get two confessions in less than twenty

wrist, preventing her from leaving. "You didn't answer

Leonica turned around, looking down at him with a frown. "I told you, I

He questioned, his brows creasing. "I've been pretty

But...

For A

on her lips. "Have you considered the possibility that you're in

at her like she had suddenly grown

right?" She asked and continued in even though he didn't give a response. "So, what if your in love with the idea of having that

not." He interrupted, no, completely shut her up. "I'm not confused about my feeling, Leonica." He stated sternly. "And this isn't some phase either. Ever since 11th grade I've fallen in love with

the way you take care of me. Yes, I do like that, and yes, the way you treated me made me fall even more in love, but, that's not the only reason." Leonica listened, and Owen continued, taking her silence as a chance to voice

most amazing person I've ever met, and no, it's not because I've grown up seeing you, or because we spend

eyes searching his, trying to

me,

and her heart ached at the way he looked. Like

don't know Owen. Up until this point I've always seen you as a younger brother," Leonica said, the words sounding rehearsed, just like when she gives the excuse of Gabriel being the father of her child and that being the only reason she

Owen shook his head, reaching

"Owen..."

my best, just, please, give

for a long time, but

if she could, some part of her didn't want to. Perhaps it was because she didn't want to hurt him. When Owen saw the look of hesitancy in

I'll settle for a kiss." He said and tugged

kiss?!" She stuttered, sudden heat rising to

have time to react or decline before his hand was at the back of her neck, pulling

I don't think my

voice a bit high pitched,

enough." He said and pulled her down once more, placing