ZEUS
The scent of her was still clinging to my skin, my lips still feeling the ghost of hers, the way she had melted into me, the soft, desperate sound she’d made when I tightened my grip on her neck.
I didn't move for a long moment, staring at the door she had just bolted through, still lost in the haze of it.
"Is that part of the plan too?" Dain spoke.
I didn't respond. I didn't even really hear him. I was thinking about the way her eyes had fluttered shut, the absolute trust she had placed in me in those few seconds.
It was a dangerous kind of surrender.
"Zeus?"
I blinked, the fog clearing as I shifted my gaze to Dain. He was standing a few feet away, his expression a mix of skepticism and genuine curiosity.
"I asked you a question," Dain said, crossing his arms. "The kissing
