It was worse. So much worse. Athena thought weakly, wishing for the former spot.
In the brightened atmosphere, she saw Ewan’s strong jaw, sharply defined cheekbones, and finely lined lips that spoke tales of teasing. His features had an almost sculptural quality, the angles of his face casting shadows that accentuated his strong masculinity.
The blue of his eyes sparkled with mischief and warmth, a vibrant hue that seemed to reflect the very depths of the sea, captivating and intense. His shoulders, broad and muscular, held an air of strength that made her remember those nights of electric passion they once shared.
Just looking at him, she could see the transformation brought on by his recovery; he looked perfect, just as he had been when she first laid eyes on him years ago in the elders council, perhaps even more so.
When he turned to speak with the waiter, a male this time, her gaze unconsciously drifted down to those broadened shoulders again, recalling how they had held her legs steady in nights filled with earthshaking desires and uncontained fervor.
Alert! Bad territory! Athena shook her head, determined to shake off these thoughts, knowing one step into reminiscence and she’d be lost.
Yet... why was she feeling this way all of a sudden? What had come over her? She wondered in a panic as he laughed at something the waiter had said, his laughter sending shivers down her spine.
Was she in her ovulation period? Was it simply because she hadn’t been with a man for so long?
Thank goodness for the date with Antonio, then. Perhaps he would be able to quench these ridiculous feelings swirling around in her head.
"What do you think of this space? Is it to your liking?" Ewan asked, his voice rich and warm.
He should stop talking like that, stop looking at her with those vibrant blue eyes while speaking in that mesmerizing tone!
She swallowed hard and leaned further into her seat, even though there wasn’t any extra space. "Yes. The lighting is perfect," She managed to say.
The previous space would have been far more appealing, but the ambiance there reminded her of the reckless adventures she had taken to make him fall for her.
One particularly wild night, fueled by passion, she had danced on a pole like a stripper in those kind of dimly colored lights, desperate to surprise him when he returned from work. The desired effect had worked, igniting a passion in both of them like never before.
Yet he’d cast a cold shadow over the intimacy with his words: "Give me a son, Athena."
To him, it had been a mere biological imperative, as if she were simply a legal whore meant to bear his child.
Revisiting that memory poured cold water on her otherwise heated thoughts, granting her the steadiness to respond when Ewan called her name twice.
"Are you sure you’re okay? We can postpone the meeting..."
Athena waved his words and concern away. "I’m fine, Ewan. Let’s get straight to the meeting."
She turned and gracefully accepted the chocolate ice cream the waiter handed to her, and then returned her attention to Ewan.
Noticing him staring at her keenly, she decided to return the favor.
She took a slow, pleasurable bite of the ice cream, savoring it as she remembered seeing him do earlier, paying more attention to her lips as she brushed them with the remnants of chocolate.
"Yes, I’m fine," He managed to reply, trying to suppress the thoughts intensifying the challenge presented by his little man. freewēbnoveℓ.com
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