"Are you alright?"
He held her by the waist. The wave of nausea passed as quickly as it had come. She turned her attention to Adonis, who was holding her so closely. Slowly, she looked up to meet his eyes, catching the concern flickering in them before it quickly disappeared. As if cold water had been poured on her, she realsied the position in which they were in.
"I can stand on my own." At her words, he let her go, withdrawing his support without a word. She stumbled and fell, landing on her butt with a thud.
"Asshole!" she bellowed, feeling the pain of the impact. Adonis smirked, finding amusement in her discomfort.
"Now I think you really need to refresh your vocabulary. You need more dangerous and awful words to describe me," he muttered, the smirk still on his face, making Ishtar
