Chapter 42. He Wouldn’t Hold You to It

Athena

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said, looking genuinely apologetic.

I immediately turned my gaze away from him, staring at anything and everything except his face. The counter. The cabinets. The coffee maker. Anywhere but those eyes that had been looking at me so intensely last night.

“It’s okay, just my reflexes,” I said quickly, trying to sound normal and probably failing completely.

“How was your night?” he asked, and his voice sounded perfectly casual, like nothing had happened between us at all.

“Fine. Fine,” I said way too quickly, trying to look busy with anything I could find.

There was a pause, and then he asked, “What are you doing?”

My heart stopped completely. This was it. He was going to bring up the kiss. He was going to ask me what the hell I thought I was doing yesterday.

Or maybe say, what happened yesterday was inappropriate and that we needed to pretend it never happened. What was I supposed to