Artemis Pov
Freya was fu-cking sexy in that dress she was wearing. No mate in his normal self would let such a hot and really sexy mate wander off alone but business called, and I had to pick up. Those damn meetings.
Even as she walked away, my eyes lingered on her retreating form. As she trotted further from me, staring at the art work on the wall I couldn’t freaking tear my eyes from her. She was the art itself in this place to me. Her whole existence was art and a real masterpiece. Freya was beautiful, to me beautiful could not properly describe her. It was unfitting for her.
When she was out of sight, I got my will back and the invisible glue that had me stuck to the ground vanished. The cloud of Cupid hovering over my head disappeared and I was me again. It was like I had been rel
