Code name: Athena [18+]

Code name: Segreto

"I missed you too," he rubbed my back gently, resting his chin at the top of my head. "So much," he whispered.

"A hug!" I heard Apollo exclaim before he came and joined us by hugging me from behind, then he started humming My heart will go on by Céline Dion. "Ilya, did you bring what I asked you to?"

I pulled away standing between the two "You knew he was coming?" My eyes glanced from one to the other.

Hubby nodded "I told him he should be here a month before piccola is born," Apollo placed his right hand on my bump. "You might explode any minute now."

I slapped his hand away "Thanks for the data, didn't notice," sarcasm took over my voice.

Ilya chuckled crossing his arms "Apollo told me you crossed the 8-month mark a few days ago."

"Six days, to be exact."

My friend grinned placing his hand at the top of my bump "So my goddaughter could pop out any second now."

My right eyebrow arched "I hope you didn't jinx it."

Ilya pecked my left cheek before something caught his attention; Chiara was tugging on his jeans "Sweetheart," he picked her up and held her close. "Did you miss your bestie?"

My sister wrapped her arms around his neck as a big smile played on her lips "So much I made you a friendship bracelet."

"He is going to be a great dad," Apollo whispered against my temple.

A soft smile played on my lips as I watched our friend speak to Chiara; he is so tender and empathetic "Our family reunions are going to be bigger than Comic Con."

"That's why we have compounds, Princess," Apollo gripped my jaw making me look at him. "Now I'll go change; Ilya interrupted me in the middle of it."

My eyes gazed down and he was only wearing his underwear on his bottom half "I can see that."

Once he got out of my line of view, I caught Napoleon trying to keep his eyes open as he chewed some apple. With Ilya distracting Chiara, I guess we'll figure out the cake plan tomorrow so I picked up Napoleon and let Ilya know that we would be upstairs.

Back in the room, Apollo was slipping on his jeans and his white button-down was unbuttoned giving me a million-dollar view of his abs. Gently, I placed Napoleon down in the middle of the bed, he immediately grabbed his shark plush and hugged it close.

"What are you wearing?" Apollo asked buttoning up the shirt. Why? He could've let me admire his body a little longer.

"Knitted pants and a sweater, maybe some heels," I shrugged walking around the bed to go into the closet. As forecasted, I chose a pair of soft ivory knitted pants and same color turtleneck sweater. For shoes I chose a pair of black Bottega Veneta leather ankle boots instead or the heels (my back is already dead enough) and finally a black Dior saddle bag.