"Thank you," Ares murmured.
"For what?"
"For Esme." A softness took over those icy orbs, and it wasn’t just a flicker of it. "She’s perfect."
I shivered when his thumb stroked my cheek, and it was as if a fire was being ignited, and I don’t know how to stop it from spreading.
It started where his hand caressed, flaring to my neck down to my chest, where I felt a burn, and it wasn’t pain; it was like my heart was being dipped in pure fire.
I rasped heavily as I closed my eyes, his cold breath tickling my face; it was soothing in a way. And when I flickered my eyes open, I got drowned in those blues and was pulled into them.
They weren’t filled with lust or hunger; it was pure adoration. I was struck by it, and all I could do was gape with my mouth hung open.
What’s happening? Is... Is Ares in—!
Ares released me, and with it the fire that burned through my skin.
"Goodnight."
"G-Goodnight."
I watched him leave, standing there like a statue.
~☆~
I rasped, sitting up with a start, my entire body trembling. I looked at my hands, sighing in relief when I found no blood.
Thank God.
I buried my face in my hands, tears slipping beneath my lashes. After minutes of staring into space, I got a grip of myself, running a hand through my hair.
I took off the covers, feeling a shiver run through me, and goosebumps rose on my skin. I was sweating, and the sudden brush of air made me feel cold.
I walked to the window to close it, but I paused when I caught Ares’ house across the street. I wonder how long he intended to stay here. Well, he bought a house, so that answered my question.
I sat at the window nook, pulling my knees to my chest. Just knowing he was right there, gave me ease. I didn’t realize when my eyelid grew heavy, and I fell asleep.
"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!"
I jumped awake, distraught. "What? What? Is the house on fire?"
"It’s time to get me ready for school!"
I winced at her loud voice. "What?"
"School!" She ran out.
I rubbed my eyes, looking out the window, and almost got blinded by the light.
"Shit!" In panic, I crawled out of the nook to my nightstand and grabbed my glasses, putting them on and reading the clock.
It’s only 6 a.m!
Esme has never woken this early before. I was usually the one who dragged her out of bed.
Where is this energy coming from?
I growled, collapsing back on the bed. A few more minutes would be good.
"MOMMY!"
Or not.
I was yawning most of the time as I got Esme ready for school. After flipping the last of the pancakes, I walked to the dining room.
"Easy!"
Esme was rushing through her breakfast, grabbing the orange juice, and gulping down the entire thing.
"Finished!"
Ares.
A smile curled on his lips, and seeing his dimples this early was not on my to-do list. Fuck.
I tried to find my words, but I just stuttered instead. I told Ares about my car when Esme was asleep. How did she...!
That fucking devil! He did something to my car, didn’t he?!
I scoffed, folding my arms as I watched them go. Of course he did. Who else would go through such length? Does he realize how much I spent to maintain that car?!
"Ugh!" I growled, going back to finish up so that I could get to work on time, and whose fault is that?
I haven’t even considered working out for a really long time.
"Is your car not ready yet?"
"I don’t think it will ever be..." I wheezed while walking inside like a zombie.
I swear to God, I’m gonna get him back for this!
A few minutes in, I settled in and was able to attend to my morning customers; thank God I didn’t miss any of them. I knew I had Harper and Maria, but I loved attending too; it makes it more fun, especially with their compliments.
"Thank you for coming!" I waved as they left.
I heard the door again. I lifted my gaze with a smile, but it dropped when I saw Ares.
I folded my arms when he got close and sat by the counter, resting his elbow on the surface and his hand on his cheek.
"Once the devil, always the devil." I gritted out. "You fucking messed with my car, didn’t you?"
"..."
I rolled my eyes.
"How sweet of you, now you get to walk Esme to school while I hike an hour to my diner."
"You should work out more."
"Ugh!" I tossed the napkin at him, but it caught him grinning like a fucking ghoul.
"Is this how you treat your customers?"
"Customer? I never thought of you as one."
"I’ll have the usual."
"Coming right up!" I turned, took the mug, and poured coffee into it, smirking as I added six spoonfuls of sugar.

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