Chapter 87
How could someone sound so sexy this early in the morning? It wasn’t fait.
Focus, Athena.
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“Good morning. How was your night? The question rolled out before I could stop myself.
Nice one, Athena. Why would you ask about his night when you both spent it dog things that would make a grown man blush?
“It was… nice. Really nice,” he said, his eyes locking with mine in a way that made my cheeks burn red.
I nodded quickly and turned my attention back to the stove, trying to ignore the way he was looking at me like he wanted to eat me for breakfast.
“What are you making?” he asked, moving closer so he could see over my shoulder.
“Nothing much, just scotch eggs and toast,” I replied, glancing back at him. He raised an eyebrow and smiled in a way that made my heart skip several beats.
He was so handsome it actually hurt to look at him directly.
“You’re making my favorite,” he observed, and I felt my hands freeze on the spatula.
Yeah, this was his favorite breakfast. What was I doing? Who makes a guy’s favorite meal the morning after sleeping with him unless she’s hoping for
something serious to develop?
He was going to think I wanted more from him, that I was trying to play house of something equally ridiculous.
“I just wanted to make something quick because I woke up feeling hungry,” I said then immediately realized how that sounded.
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What was wrong with me? Everything coming out of my mouth had a double meaning that made me sound like I was asking for round two.
I needed to clear the air before this got any more awkward.
But he’s not acting awkward, Claire pointed out unhelpfully. You’re the one making his weird.
I ignored her. She didn’t understand how human emotions worked, how complicated things could get when you crossed certain lines with people you cared
about.
“So, about last night, I started.
‘I wanted to talk to you about last night, Tristan said at exactly the same time.
We stared at each other for a moment, both of us caught off guard by the timing
“You go first,‘ he suggested, and I was grateful because it meant I could control e narrative instead of having to respond to whatever he wanted to say.
‘Let me just turn this off first,” I said, pointing to the eggs that were about to bu. Tristan nodded patiently while I transferred everything to plates and tried to gather my courage.
When I started dishing out portions for both of us, I finally found my voice.
“What happened last night was my fault, I began, noticing how Tristan’s eyebrow shot up like he wanted to argue. But I couldn’t let him interrupt, couldn’t
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let him try to be noble about this when I knew the truth.
I know you were just trying to help me out of that nightmare,” I continued, letting out a laugh that sounded hollow even to my own ears.
Tristan was staring at me like I’d lost my mind, and maybe I had.
“That’s why you kissed me, and we just… got carried away. You don’t need to feel guilty about it.”
Ath… he tried to interrupt, but I shook my head firmly. I needed to get this out before I lost my nerve completely.
I wasn’t sure I could handle the embarrassment if he was the one trying to let me down easy. Again.
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‘I know we’re like family,” I rushed on, my voice getting smaller with each word. know you see me as your best friend’s little sister. And I know that
whatever happened last night was a mistake that can never happen again.”
Tristan had moved closer while I was talking, his arms now resting on the counte beside me. He was watching me with an intensity that made me feel like
he could see straight through to my soul.
“Is that really how you feel?” he asked quietly, his voice so gentle it made my eyes sting with unshed tears.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
