“I didn’t mean for that to happen.”
Ares sounded serious. He got out of the bed and picked up the clothes he had discarded as I slipped beneath the blanket and pulled it up around myself. It was warm and soft - I guessed it was made from some sort of fine wool.
“Neither of us meant for it to happen.”
He hadn’t been accusing me of anything, but I did not want him to try and blame himself for what had just happened.
“We shouldn’t be alone like this. I find you impossible to resist, it was never going to end well.”
That was obvious to me, and it must have been obvious to him. I had to stay here for my safety, but he didn’t have to join me. He had chosen to stay here with me, and we had slept together because that was the only thing that was ever going to happen, and…
“I should really go
