Chapter thirteen

Athena was shocked at his words, “wha-what?”

“Come on, Athena, let’s get you out of that cloth first,” he offered.

Athena quickly clutched on her dress, she gulped and looked away from him, “I’m sorry about that night, that shouldn’t have happened. I was drunk, you were too, we didn’t know what we were doing, so let’s never talk about it, it was nothing but a mistake.”

Due to the fact that she had her eyes lowered, she missed the glint that flashed in his hazel eyes, he didn’t linger to it and spoke almost immediately, “I never do what I don’t want to do, whether drunk or not, but if it will make you feel better, then we will not talk about it and address it as a mistake, hmm?”

She looked up at him then, not believing he had actually agreed to that, did he really? It was almost impossible for Frank to agree to anything she says at first, she would have to go on about it for