AYLA’S POV
I slept like a Queen, for lack of a better word. I refused to open my eyes and face reality now, though. I tried to remember what had happened the night before, wondering if something had put me at ease enough to rest for the night. But I couldn’t think of anything.
After getting home, I made dinner and talked to Ares. Practically all night. He told me stories that were more riveting than your usual history class when you have someone who was right there in the action. It was fun.
I also told him about some of my life, pretending that he hadn’t practically seen it all while he was stalking me. I should probably be more bothered by that, but I wasn’t. Maybe it’s too many dark romance stories I’ve been reading lately. That had to be it. Not that Ares would ever star in a romanc
