Her Secrets

14

|Athena's POV|

After losing the race on purpose because I totally didn't want Sean to lose and embarrass himself—no, okay I really did lose and it was not on purpose. But I crossed the finishing line literally 0.1 seconds after Sean so—yeah.

I was sitting on the table, watching as the guy I lost to wrote something on Eden's forehead.

Eden was literally crying which made me hold in my laugh. Sean had a permanent black marker between his fingers as he was standing in between Eden's legs to get a good position to write on his forehead.

"Stop fucking moving," he grunted as he grabbed Eden's jaw with a hand to hold him in place. Their position was giving me some thoughts.

"Don't write anything bad." Eden sniffled, "and I give you a big E for Effort, Athena." I rolled my eyes at his words, twirling the straw in my milkshake. My eyes fell on the milkshake standing on the table where I was sitting on. It was Sean's.

A smirk found it's way onto my face when an idea popped in my head. I slowly got off the table and went to get a red chilli and some salt from the back kitchen. I cut a part of the chilli before returning back to where the others were. Luckily, Sean was still busy writing on Eden's forehead. I squeezed and dipped the chilli then added the salt in his milkshake before mixing them together with his straw. Then I threw the rest of the chilli away and sat on the table as if I was there all the time.

"All done," Sean announced as he stepped away from Eden, allowing me to see what was on his forehead. I choked on my milkshake when I saw what he wrote.

'Gimme forehead kisses.'

"Seriously?" I raised my brows at Sean who nodded, putting on a fake serious look on his face as he pursed his lips in a thin line, "yes, seriously."

"What did he write?" Eden asked, his eyes going up as if he could see what was written on his forehead which made me roll my eyes at his dumbness. "Tell me, Athena, what did he write?"

Ben who was trying hard not to make it obvious that he was finding the whole situation funny all this time finally broke into a fit of laughter. All while laughing his ass off, he took out his phone and handed it to Eden who stared at himself on the screen.

"What the fuck?!" He exclaimed, bringing his hand to his forehead as he attempted to wipe the ink away despite knowing that it was permanent. "I hate you, I hate you so much!"

"I let you win," I stated making Sean raise his brows at me, "yeah?"

"Yeah, I pitied you." I said even though I knew he knew that I was lying. He rolled his eyes in response before flashing me a sarcastic smile, "how sweet of you. Thank you!"

"You're welcome," I mimicked his expression. He rolled his eyes again as he walked towards me and grabbed the milkshake from beside me. I tried to make my excitement oblivious as he brought his lips near the straw and took a long sip.

I was waiting for him to cough or spit the milkshake out or something but he showed absolutely no emotion as he finished the drink all while staring at me. I stared at him wide-eyed.

"What?" He asked, raising his brows at me. I shook my head, "nothing." I took a sip of my own milkshake, trying to ignore his burning gaze on me. How the fuck did he not feel that disgusting taste? Was the dude even human? Did he even feel pain? Was he immune to pain or what? Did he even have a tongue? God damn it.

"Bring me another one," he said to Ben who nodded before walking away along with Eden, leaving me and Sean alone. He sat on the table across me with a smirk tugging at his lips.

"What reaction were you expecting?"

My head shot up, "what?"

"Spit it out?" He questioned, tilting his head to the side, "cough? Choke? Cry?"

"All of the above," I said with a straight face earning what I thought was an amused look from him.

"Is this some kind of revenge because I won and you didn't? It's okay, darling," he still had his stupid smirk on his face, "you'll win when you're not racing against me."

"I was only zero point one second behind you so shut the fuck up." I muttered drinking the rest of my drink while ignoring his eyes on me.

"You still lost," he pointed out, clearly enjoying this by the look on his face. I rolled my eyes at him and was about to say something when his phone started ringing. He glanced at the screen before standing up and walked outside to answer the call.