Athena's P.O.V.
Callan suddenly sweeps me off of my feet and carries me to his bedroom bridal style, almost running back to his bedroom, as he leaves my grandma and Sean in the kitchen who are laughing at his reaction. A blush makes its way up my neck and onto my cheeks, but I can't help the small chuckle that escapes my lips as well. I nuzzle my face into Callan's neck, breathing in his strong scent of sandalwood and bourbon. Callan kicks his door open and quickly kicks it again once we enter the room, slamming it behind us. He makes his way over to his bed, and even though he was acting frantic and eager to get to the room only seconds ago, he takes his time to gently lay me down on his bed, before climbing on the bed as well as he hovers over me.
Callan looks down at me, breathing
