Chapter 70. Signs in the River

Athena

“Who is that guy who met you yesterday? You still haven’t told me,” I felt a nudge on my arm, and my gaze moved to the very curious co-worker of mine, even intrusive may I say.

“It’s an old friend, Georgia.”

“An old friend? It didn’t look like it when you were melting in his arms,” She stretched out all of the words to the point where it was impossible to avoid her question anymore though in my mind I’d decided to not give her a response to a question like that. I’d already perceived something like this coming my way.

However, before I could answer, Shelly’s loud shriek broke through.

“In his arms?! They were doing the lovey-dovey out there?!”

As I glanced back, tearing my eyes away from the baking tray, I saw a very excited face of Shelly and an ineffable amount of enthusiasm fluttering in her light grey eyes that successfully said out all the words that she hadn’t and supposedly would utter in the next few minutes.

“Was that