Page 172 of Clinically Bewitched
Stop smiling.
“It’s so nice to meet you,” Jasper said, stepping forward. “Congratulations on the triplets.”
“Thank you,” Athena said, her voice slightly higher than usual.
Why is her voice higher?
“If you need anything during the renovation,” Clint added, “anything at all, just let us know.”
“We’re here to make this as easy as possible for you,” Bo said.
“Especially since you’re so close to your due date,” Chase added.
“We want you to be comfortable,” Gavin finished.
Athena blinked.
Then smiled.
That smile. The one that meant she was delighted by something.
No.
No, no, no.
“You’re all so sweet,” she said.
Sweet? They’re contractors. They’re not sweet. They’re professional. And efficient. And...
... objectively very attractive.
“Julien,” Athena said, turning to me. “Did you know they were going to be this handsome?”
I stared at her.
“Handsome?”
“Very handsome,” she confirmed. “Like, movie-star handsome. Like, I-might-need-to-sit-down handsome.”
The contractors laughed.
Of course they laughed.
“You’re too kind,” Mason said.
“I’m just being honest,” Athena said. “The universe really outdid itself with you six.”
The universe. Of course the universe is involved.
“Athena,” I said carefully. “Can I talk to you for a moment?”
“Of course!” She walked over, still smiling.
I pulled her into the kitchen, out of earshot.
“What are you doing?” I hissed.
“What do you mean?”
