My eyes are staring at Eros in utter confusion. Did he really just tell me to hit him again? “Are you completely out of your mind?” I ask him, feeling completely flustered at his request. He can barely keep himself from widening his smile even more, if possible.
“Just trust me. Come on, give me your best punch,” he urges me, but I shake my head with determination. I am not going cooperate in this madness.
“You know what? Come find me, when you snap out of this nonsense,” I sigh, already meaning to leave, but his eyes hold me glued to the spot. I don’t know if it’s my conscience or his magic on the work. Either way, his smile turns into an amused smirk.
“You were saying?” he teases me. I narrow my eyes at him in frustration. Alright then, if it is a punch he wants, it is a punch
