Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 328

Chapter 328: Night Cap

"Don’t go..."

Athena had no choice but to give up the immediate pretense when Ewan tried to deprive her of his comforting warmth.

She has been awake, in charge of her senses, since his voice and words, "I’m here, Athena!", had drifted into her reoccurring nightmare, lifting her from the abyss that was Morgan’s yard into the cocoon of his strong arms.

Her sobs, clashing against his persistent efforts at comfort, had quieted down; her fraying nerves were soothed under his humming breath, under the kisses he dropped on her hair intermittently.

Because she didn’t want to snuff the life out of the intense moment, because she didn’t think she was ready to talk about her nightmares, and because she didn’t want to stop his fussing over her, she had pretended to drift off to sleep, thinking that he would hold onto her just for a little while—until she was really asleep...

But alas, the beautiful man wanted to run away, buying into her pretense at first glance.

Her breath caught as she felt him contemplate, as she felt his scrutinizing gaze on her.

Did he think she was still under the influence of sleep?

Athena cussed mentally. Was she being too forward, too obvious with her need for his warmth?

She could easily reach out to Gianna and Chelsea, but she didn’t want to burden the duo any more than she already had. Telling them another secret of hers last night hadn’t... been palatable.

"Okay."

A word of acceptance. She sighed in relief before she could help it, sighing more when his arms came around her.

How she had missed his strong arms! She thought, pushing her nightmare to the background. Her hand rested gently on his arms; she bit her lips when she felt it flex under her touch.

"I take it that you are fully awake?" Ewan’s deep voice broke into her thoughts.

Oh, well. She couldn’t deny it now, even though her eyes were still closed. She didn’t think she could fool him twice in a row.

"No. I just..." She began.

"It’s okay, Athena. I’m pleased to be here with you," He muttered, pulling her closer to him.

Athena wet her lips as she retook the position she was in before he had attempted to leave; one leg over his, her hand on his chest—refusing to think how intimate this position was. He was comforting her as a friend. That’s all there is!

Liar! Her mind taunted her, to her chagrin.

Her face scrunched without her realizing, and Ewan, who was taking cognizance of her features, frowned too.

"Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?" He asked.

Silence greeted him at first.

He sighed. "There’s a lot I want to ask you, Athena, and I’m not sure if you would be willing to share the answers with me..."

A small pause.

"But just to put it out there, you can trust me. I will never do anything to hurt you. Rather, I will go to the lengths of the earth—no, scratch that—the entire universe—to make sure you are okay."

A dry chuckle escaped Athena’s parched lips. She coughed next, her throat too dry for her liking. She needed water.

As if on cue, Ewan snatched the bottle of water on the nightstand, opened it, and brought the tip to her lips.

"Drink." Athena was amused for a second. Did he think she could drink water from this position? The liquid would rather fall to her red gown, soaking it.

The imagery her mind conjured next, of the consequences of a wet red nightgown, had her trying to sit up.

Ewan followed her movements, sitting up too.

"Sorry... I wasn’t thinking..." He muttered, pushing the bottle gently into her hands.

Athena said nothing in response, feeling her cheeks flush. She really had a dirty mind!

It was crazy how Ewan’s presence had been enough to make her stop thinking of the nightmare—a rare case. Other times, she would have sobbed more, or just felt depressed when she woke up.

"How do you feel now?" Ewan asked, taking the bottle from her and returning it to the stand.

"Better," Athena replied, not sure what to do next. Tell him to lie down again? It sounded too... She wasn’t sure what term to give it.

Fortunately, Ewan saved her from the stress by beckoning her to take refuge in his arms. She didn’t hesitate, sliding as if she belonged to the crook of his arm, as he rested his back against the bedstand.

"What about now?" He asked, dropping a kiss on her hair, making her heart beat irregularly.

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