The-Wrong-Bride-Ares--Raven’s-story-(Maura,-Catharina)_bibis

Chapter Twenty-Seven
ARES
I look up in surprise when the kitchen door opens. Raven walks in wearing a sports bra and some
really tight leggings that make it impossible to keep my eyes off her. She freezes when she sees me,
her eyes wide.
“Morning,” she says, a forced smile on her face.
“Morning.”
Things have been weird between us lately. It’s like we no longer know how to behave around
each other, when we used to be such good friends. I suppose most of that is caused by me. I’ve been
waking up early and working late to avoid going to bed with her. I feel horrible about forcing her into
this marriage, but I’m not making it any better by avoiding her. If anything, I just seem to be making
her uncomfortable, and I have no doubt she’s started to feel unwelcome around me. I need to get my
shit together.
Raven walks over to the coffee machine, giving me one hell of a view of her ass. This is part of
the reason I’ve been staying away from her all week. Having her here at home with me has made it
impossible to ignore how fucking beautiful she is. Just seeing her in the sexy nightgowns she wears at
night makes it impossible to think straight. I’m scared I’ll do or say something inappropriate. Raven
and I are straddling this weird line of being married yet being nothing more than friends, and I don’t
know how to deal with it.
“Ares?”
I look up at Raven and force a smile onto my face.
“I asked if you wanted another cup of coffee?”
I shake my head and tip my head toward the fridge. “No, thank you. There’s some breakfast for
you in the fridge. Donna told me you haven’t been eating much? Is the food not to your liking?”
She tenses for a moment and shakes her head. “No, it’s not that. I just… I can’t eat much, Ares.
I’m a model, remember?”
I push away from the kitchen counter and walk up to her, my hands wrapping around her waist, my
fingers touching on either end. “Rave, you can afford to eat a little more. You’d still be the sexiest
woman alive, you know?”
Her eyes widen, and then she smirks. “Is that so?”