AYLA’S POV
“So, who’s Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome over there?” Emily asked, holding her coffee cup to her lips as she openly ogled Ares from behind the counter.
My eyes followed her gaze to see Ares sitting there, in the same black button-up and matching pants, leaning back in a chair, arms crossed over his chest, and glaring directly at me. He was not happy about being here and whined about it the entire walk here.
“My friend. He’s visiting from out of…the country. He wanted to see where I worked, and I guess this is his way of making sure the job is…safe…?”
I ended the last sentence with a question, seeing as I was making this up as I went along. I hadn’t thought about what people would say or think when I brought a very sexy, angry God with me to work. I hadn’t thought to ask him i
