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.

looked her in the eye, a serious expression on his face. "Do you know how I

searching his, looking for the reason behind the sudden question, but found

she looked away and shook her head. "No." Her answer was followed by a quick attempt to change the topic. She wasn't

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

looking down at him with

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

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smile on her lips. "Have you considered the possibility that

He looked at her like she had suddenly

as tutor and tutee, 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 attention and you're mistaking it

isn't some phase either. Ever since 11th grade I've fallen in love with you and honestly, I'm still falling." Leonica

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

person I've ever met,

trying to find the lie

believe me, can you

him and her heart ached

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

his head, reaching forward to take

"Owen..."

promise." He said. "I'll do my best, just, please,

hand tightening around his. She was silent for a long time, but when she opened her

because she didn't want to hurt him. When Owen saw the

now, I'll settle for a kiss." He said

kiss?!" She stuttered, sudden heat rising to

at the back of her neck, pulling her down, and his lips

take a real one until you accept my feelings." He promised. "And I don't think my lips

a bit high pitched, a blush staining her

this is enough." He said and pulled her down once more, placing another kiss on her cheek, just