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.

the eye, a serious expression on his face. "Do you know

her gaze searching his, looking for the reason behind

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

wrist, preventing her

at him with a

He questioned, his brows creasing. "I've been pretty obvious, haven't I?"

But...

Some For

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

looked at her like she

ready to explain. "When we were younger, we spent a lot of time together as tutor and tutee, right?" She asked and continued in even though he didn't give a response. "So,

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

added, seeing her mouth part, probably ready to shoot some counter argument his way. "It's not because of the way you take care of me. Yes, I do like that, and yes, the way you

Leonica Romero. You're smart, you're kind, and you're strong. You're the most amazing person I've ever met, and no, it's not because I've grown up seeing you, or because we spend so much time

trying to find the

you don't believe me, can you at

her heart ached at the way

words sounding rehearsed, just like when she gives the excuse of Gabriel being the father of her child and that being the

shook his head, reaching forward to take

"Owen..."

"I'll do my best, just, please, give

time, but when

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 her eyes, he added. "You don't need to

kiss." He said and tugged at her hand, pulling

stuttered, sudden heat

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

real one until you accept my feelings." He promised. "And I don't think my lips are the ones you'll want to be kissing anytime soon,

her voice a bit

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