Chapter 37 ~ Not attracted

ATHENA

My heart pounds too fast, too loud.

The room feels smaller, the air thick. The sound of rushing fills my ears, deafening, drowning out every other noise. I squeeze my eyes shut, but the feeling doesn't go away.

I can't move.

I can't think.

I can't.... Stand.

"Breathe."

The deep voice cuts through the panic, anchoring me for a fleeting second. Then, warm hands grip my arms, steady but firm. I flinch, my entire body trembling. "Athena, please breathe."

The command is laced with a plea. I shake my head, gasping, clawing at my chest like I can force air back into my lungs. Tears prick my eyes as I try to focus my vision.

"I..t....it's hard, Alex." I croak out.

His hands tighten around me, pulling me against him. "Look at me."

I can't.

The air is too thick, too heavy.

The water is still there.

Watching.

Waiting.

Wanting to swallow me whole once again.

"Damn it, Athena." His grip shifts, his palm pressing against the side of my face,

forcing me to turn toward him. "You're safe. Breathe with me."

Safe.

That word doesn't make sense.

I squeeze my eyes shut, feeling something hot slide down my cheek.

A tear.

Then another.

His forehead presses against mine, his breath steady, controlled.

"In," he whispers.

I try.

"Out."

My chest shudders as I force myself to mimic his breathing, slow and measured. His fingers trace gentle circles on my back, grounding me, pulling me away from whatever invisible force had wrapped around my lungs.

Minutes pass.

suffocating anymore. The air isn't

still tense,

don't know how long we stay like

broken, but eventually, I manage to

look at the

move. He watches, his green eyes

face quickly,

sorry...... I don't know

A beat of silence.

voice is

don't have

myself up. My legs are unsteady, my

panic that had

mutter, unable to meet

He hesitates, then says,

"I'll join you."

I'm sure they're about to jump out of

naked before if

pause. That statement

you and I wasn't impressed." a voice

but wonder if Alex had said

If it is then why did he help me

gaze and I

kid caught looking at the wrong

He's standing in nothing.

pants, no boxers, just

My cheeks flash.

to undress or

wait for my answer. He steps closer, his fingers reaching for the towel still wrapped around my trembling frame. I tense but don't stop him as he pulls it away, his movements controlled, robort

touching me means

No attraction.

Just a chore.

pulse racing as he guides me

a careful

me and

chest, he is silent as his large hands move over my arms, washing me with a gentleness that contradicts everything I've come to

man is confusing as

I lean in

or you guessed it?"

I got it from-" He

"From who?" I ask.

the scent starts choking me. A part of me wonders if this showel gel

Another woman?

as his fingers

arms. Every touch is

body doesn't get

my stomach,

my lip as my nipples harden, my body reacting

Does he notice?

glance over

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