I don't know what time it was when I awoke that night when I heard the door opening. I listened and realized it's Ares. I heard the sofa groan and I was immediately on my feet. Deciding to sneak a peek of what could have kept him from coming back early.
What kind of dinner did they have to take this long? I opened my door and saw him on the sofa. The top buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned. He was sitting on the sofa with his arm on his head. His hand was holding his coat.
And that answered my question.
I wrapped my jacket tighter against my thin pajamas.
"Ares?" I called as I walked closer. He'd hurt his neck if he sleeps like this.
"Ares?" I called again but there was no response. And I have never seen him so unguarded. He always brings himself to be someone who's in control of eve
