Chapter 329: Night Cap II

Athena hesitated to speak, giving her mind and heart the space, the chance, to resist talking about these matters with Ewan; not minding her earlier thought that he deserved some of her truths because he had shared his.

But there was no resistance sponsored by her mind or heart. The organs were calm and collected. She was fully awake, no sleepy hormones affecting her moods or thoughts; her thoughts were clear.

Her gut offered no resistance either.

This little discovery came with a startling realization that, like her children, she had begun to trust Ewan—had begun to let down her guards again.

Athena drew in a soft, slow breath, her hand clutching her gown tightly again. Should she really let go?

She tweaked her head at an angle that would let her turn and look at Ewan. Her lips parted when she beheld his intense gaze, his beautiful gaze that caused her heart to somersault over and over again.

"Athena..."

She bit her lower lip unconsciously, noting the darkening quality of his eyes, the husky quality of his voice when his eyes perched on her lips and wouldn’t let go.

Her breath grew heavy when he met her gaze again; it was clear as crystal: he wanted her.

Move! Her mind screamed, but Athena noted the sudden weakness of her limbs, of her will, even as Ewan lowered his head slowly.

She wanted it. She realized she wanted him to kiss her.

However, just before their lips met in a blissful experience, Athena’s phone rang out, disrupting the sweet atmosphere.

She cleared her throat and backed away from an annoyed Ewan, who cursed the phone intermittently in his mind.

"Who is calling?" He asked, hands folded across his chest, watching Athena move to the other end of the bed where her phone was.

Athena swallowed, seeing the caller. "Antonio."

Of course, it would be that egocentric fool. Ewan cursed, pouting his lips to the amusement of Athena.

"Get down the angry horse, big man. I’m not answering the call."

The instantaneous change on Ewan’s scrunched face was phenomenal.

Athena laughed this time, shaking her head, but she didn’t move back to her previous position in Ewan’s arms.

had a boyfriend

mused, fixing his

mouth to answer but then noticed, blushing as she did, that Ewan’s eyes kept shifting from her face to her lips, and then to her body. She clamped her mouth shut and

completed the question in his mind, seeing

Athena teased, flinging her

wasn’t complaining in

still surprised at her lighthearted mood. "You men

contemplating how to begin the story again. But before she could get to that, Ewan asked her why she hadn’t picked up Antonio’s call, a hint of frustration

"He is your boyfriend..."

beautiful lips. "Well, he messed up

see him.

impossible..." A pause "So,

irritation, actually pleased with the swift change of topic. The

woke up from a coma more than fifteen

the truth on what caused the coma in the first place, what triggered it—only that you had gone

her eyes distant, not bothering to remember, knowing the consequences that were sure to

bent his head low in thought, contemplating this

do something to remedy the issue? Like what

supposed to be alive in the first place. I’m surprised I even survived. Well, if my mother hadn’t insisted on the best doctors to take care of

it was first for myself. I was driven almost to obsession to find a cure

Ewan let loose his arms, clasping his

trauma, whatever terrible situation I had been in. According to his diagnosis, though, the sources of the

started running. "Water, you

my diagnosis too. That or the huge blow. Unlucky for me, I can’t remember. The drugs

A lengthy pause.

get

with mine..."

"Yeah, that."

wonder you are good with my illness. Thanks for your aid

bother. You paid for my

possibility that Athena was the girl who had saved him

Moore family didn’t see eye

have those heartbreaking aches?" Athena asked,

"I think I’m

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