“I’m sorry.”
The words were whispered close to my ear, and I felt a shiver run through me as I felt Ares’ body warm beside my own.
He was lying on his back beside me, and I rolled over and put my arm around him because that made me feel like he wouldn’t leave me again.
I didn’t know how late it was, all I knew is those two words had sounded tinged with exhaustion, and without even looking at him I could feel that he was tired by the way his body was relaxed, but in a way that was something other than comfortable.
I was too tired to think of what to say, but I kissed his chest as a way of showing him I wasn’t upset, even though I was.
I shuddered as my lips pressed to the soft fabric of his top; I couldn’t help imagining Zaahra doing the same to him.
He stroked my arm but offered me n
