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.

the devil. She had a boyfriend now, and she was never

fixing his gaze on

but then noticed, blushing as she did, that Ewan’s eyes kept shifting from her face

seeing as she reached for a robe and

flinging her arms

"I wasn’t

laughed again, still surprised at her lighthearted mood. "You men are the

on the bed, her back resting against the wall, contemplating how to begin the story again. But before she

"He is your boyfriend..."

his beautiful lips. "Well, he messed up last night... I can’t answer his calls now. Maybe I will

frowned. "You don’t have to see him. A text

are impossible..." A pause "So, you asked about my

pleased with the swift change of topic. The latter topic

of the first nightmare, but it started after I woke up from a coma more than fifteen years ago. I’m sure you’ve

the coma in

not even me," Athena cut in, her eyes distant,

head low in thought,

to remedy

surprised I even survived. Well,

ventured into the medical field, it was first for myself. I was driven almost to obsession to find a cure for my head. I even traced and located the expert doctor who had treated me those

Ewan let loose his arms, clasping his hands

whatever terrible situation I had been in. According to his diagnosis, though, the sources of the problem might be a huge burst of water, drowning maybe, or a huge blow to

mind wheels started running. "Water, you

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

A lengthy pause.

overwhelmed mentally, I get these

with mine..."

"Yeah, that."

with my

You paid for my services,

possibility that Athena was the girl who had saved

pointed out; it was impossible. The Giacometti family and the Moore family didn’t see eye to eye.

have those heartbreaking aches?" Athena asked, breaking

"I

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