"Could you please stop addressing me as Mr. Smith? Just use my first name," Dominique requested softly, nuzzling his nose into her hair, smelling her sweet scent.
Athena slammed her eyes shut, feeling their closeness. His face was buried against her nape as he tightened his grip around his body. He was holding her close, with no plan of letting her go.
"Call my name," Dominique pleaded, his fingers gently rubbing her stomach.
Athena clenched her fists before complying with his request, "Dominique…"
His heart skipped a beat when Athena called his name. Her voice truly reminded him of Sabrina. His longing for her intensified further.
"Do you hate me so much?" He asked her out of the blue.
She was caught by surprise by his direct question. 'Yes. I hate you so much,' she thought inwardly, not voicing it out.
In response, she shook her head. "Of course not. Why would I hate you?" She forced a giggle.
