"Are you sure you don't want to spend the night at my place, sink yourself in a jacuzzi, and forget your worries for a while? I'm certain the kids would understand that mommy needs some time out sometimes…" Antonio suggested as he killed the engine of his car right outside the grand gates of the Thorne mansion.
The offer was tempting, a comforting respite from the chaos of her life, but Athena hesitated, unsure if she was ready to take that step.
"Maybe some other time, Antonio," She finally replied with a warm smile, inhaling sharply when he leaned in closer.
"Are you still giving any thought to my request, or is it in the trash can since this fiasco with Morgan started?" Antonio's voice was playful yet earnest, his eyes darting keenly at her eyes and lips, very expectant.
Athena chuckled nervously, feeling the weight of his gaze on her. "Of course I am. You're an important person to me; I don't joke with decisions that concern you, Antonio."
