What are they talking about? Ugh and why do I feel light headed already?
Athena sat across the table with that stubborn tilt to her chin, still pretending to be unaffected, though her eyes were glowing faintly with wine and firelight.
Xavier tucked the pendant beneath his shirt, then pulled his hood over his head. He smirked knowingly at Lucien. "See? No one will recognize me. Just a man taking his woman out for ice cream."
Athena rolled her eyes but her chest tightened at his words.
His woman.
She shook her head, muttering, "You're ridiculous."
Xavier didn't bother hiding the warmth in his gaze as he held his hand out for her. "Maybe but I keep my promises, little one. Now… shall we go claim your dessert and my kiss?"
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The car stopped near a polished, glowing parlor nestled by a neat street. Its windows steamed from the warmth inside, golden light spilling into the night.
