12. Lorenzo
“Thank you,” I repeated my previous words and then without hesitation, scooped her deeper into my arms, cradling her close to my chest.
She blinked up at me, her mouth slightly open as though she wanted to say something, but no words came. The look on her face, though—surprise, disbelief, fear—it silenced me. I didn’t need her words. I could feel everything in the way she stared at me.
Her body fit perfectly against mine, her head resting against my shoulder as I carried her to the car. Her heartbeat was fast, matching the rush of adrenaline still flowing through my veins. Athena had saved me and the fact that she did it while trembling and knowing that she could die made me fall for her even more.
I gently placed her on the shotgun seat and fastened her seatbelt, stealin
