Callan's P.O.V.
I'm sitting on my bed as Athena changes into some comfortable clothes in my bathroom. I can see her through the slit of the door as she shrugs her shirt off over her shoulders, her bare skin barely showing through the small space between the door and the wall. I swallow the lump that's forming in my throat as I look away from the sight of her, trying to control my hormones that are now raging through my body. After a few more seconds I hear the door creak open, only for me to look over and see Athena in nothing but a giant tee shirt of mine. The shirt only reaches a little above mid thigh, doing nothing to hide her perfectly tan and soft legs. Her black hair is in gentle curls that reach down to her waist, all pulled to the side over her right shoulder.
Athena slowly
