Athena sighed, unsure why she was feeling this way, this restless, this uncertain, when her date partner was Antonio.
She turned to the side, then to the other side, watching herself in the mirror, watching her body clad in a red fitted gown that stopped on her knee, with a sling-back black heel.
Not hot. She thought. Just modest enough not to put across an information that she wanted sex alongside the date.
A deep inhale. Maybe she had been too fast agreeing to this date?
Maybe she should have taken more days of rest? Use that as an excuse perhaps when he had asked her out?
A deep exhale. But she had only wanted to just stop him from hunting for more information, hence the ready agreement to the date.
Now, Athena was thinking that she had made a wrong call. A knock sounded on the door.
Please be Gianna. She chanted as she walked toward the exit, to let in her visitor.
Unfortunately, it was just Aiden.
Much worse, the fellow had no sense of fashion, not even when his daughter is in the fashion biz, an upcoming model.
"Aiden, good evening..." She turned away, toward the mirror again, trusting he would shut the door after him.
"On a date? The lad really didn’t waste any time, did he?" A chuckle. Shutting of the door. "I will have to sing his praises when next I see him... he really has guts."
Athena frowned, having a feeling that her date for tonight and Aiden’s subject of praise wasn’t the same person.
"Who again are you talking about?"
Aiden paused, eyes narrowed. "Ewan, of course. Who else would have you looking at the mirror a hundred times per minute?"
"Maybe Antonio. He is my boyfriend, remember?"
Athena watched Aiden mouth an Oh, with a slow nod, and no words to accompany the revelation. He rather found his buttocks a seat, and crossed his legs.
"You are not going to say anything? Like you are happy that I’m going out with Antonio, and not Ewan, considering the past we’ve shared?" Athena couldn’t help but seek Aiden’s input.
She couldn’t trust her mind these days. It seemed to have a mind of its own, especially when Ewan was concerned.
She took a seat beside Aiden, her eyes finding the clock. Ten minutes until Antonio arrived. Ten minutes until she’s whisked to some unknown restaurant; Antonio had made it a secret.
She hoped to God that he did not plan some elaborate affair, that would play out in the news. She wasn’t ready for that. She just wanted to have a simple dinner; that’s the most her uncertain nerves could take.
"You are thinking a lot about this dinner, aren’t you?" Aiden’s soft words dragged her from her thoughts. "Do you feel uncertain about it? Not ready?"
Athena nodded meekly.
"Then why did you accept it? You should have stayed out, maybe revisited the proposal a few days later when you have rested enough. You seem addicted to drama, Athena. The highs and the lows."
Athena shook her head immediately. "I’m not. I just wanted to keep him from hunting for information."
"And you don’t think he will ask that in the date tonight?"
"And so what? It’s Antonio we are talking about. He’s been in on a lot of our doings. Maybe, it’s not a bad idea to let him know. Maybe he can pool his resources..."
"Athena..." Aiden placed his hands on her shoulders gently.
"Calm down. You are the one that concluded earlier that telling him might put him in trouble, of which I think it’s a good idea. I think we should let him make his mark in Herbert’s company. Maybe some day, he and Zane can bond over stocks and what nots, instead of curvaceous women."
This emphasis on curvaceous women elicited a laugh from Athena. Sandro was really going to have Ewan’s hide, especially if Aiden went around making remarks like that.
"You are right. I will just have to entertain him with something else." Hopefully not sex, or making out. If the fates would be faithful, she would rather just eat and come home to her kids.
"So, are you happy that I am going out with him? What do you think?"
"I think you should do what makes you happy. If being with Antonio makes you happy, go for it. But if not, I will suggest not wasting either of your time."
A pause. "Just go for who makes you happy. No matter the past binding you. Ewan..."
A pause, where Aiden contemplated his words.
"He has hurt you, I won’t negate that. But connecting the dots made by the truth... he is a good man. Won’t be a bad choice, if that’s what you have been debating for a while..."
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