Greek Gods As Neighbors

nd people generall

like bei

- lips I wish could taste. With each conversation with Ares I realize

uestion whether he wanted me to leave or stay put. Ares exhaled hi

dated by me; given this bizarre sit

: Can't believe I said all those things to him! Shivering slightly as the moon had already emerged from behind its

of my gaze. Sensing that I am gazing u

xplained: "Your computer had plenty of info

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olated federal law;

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rings, and I answer q

ugh to them. Your mother couldn't reach you directly so she called me instead and asked w

Where are you, soccer pr

eone please tell Ares about that." I look at Ares and his mischievou

But I hat

y way." I hang up before she

n't help but wonder what it would feel like to

urfaced. Before further questions arose regarding why I hadn't told her the whole truth, I aske

at a price

ere a

orcing me to step back so the tip wouldn't touch. He took advant

e like quite an expensive price to pay, d

or Just Pretendi

d eyes, "it just seems like

So enjoy your walk al

ow it's to make sure that I don't leave alone; even if it means not kissing him myself. Who a

ith my newfound c

in with disbelief. "

collapse any moment no

n seductively up. "I need an

I would pa

word?" "Do I have

ee if that is

into my neck, his hair brushing my cheek. My voice falters as my m

kening my senses and drawing me close

in my ear, sending c

ressing hard against my back, his warm breath on

g!" Oh no! I actual

kin all the way up until he reaches my earlobe which he lightly suckings on. My legs weaken rapidl

y neck has caused! His breathing quickens, reminding me I am not the only one affected. Once he had completed his attack on my neck he began kissing the side of my face before moving a

his seat and offers me a f

ea could escape my lips I stop myself in time. Ares picks up his umb

body, I reluctantly de

hing, and I don't know if I can handl

g from nerves. Part of me can hardly believe I'm walking next to Ares; so, to

ody made for great soccer play, making him look strong. My gaze followe

rresistibly charming smile that knocks

there, the atmosphere became awkward as Ares stopped beside me and ran his hand through his hair before stopping

op calling

hair more regul

y fingers ran through my knotted-u

ther is

," he begins. "Witch." Ares

ny." Ares looks back down at his watch before speaking agai

g like that; she knows the k

me." I blust

ide our house as though hear

ed when I said: "Oh... that was fun; thanks for walking me and good night

te that your mother

my name. "Raquel?" m

tured with both hands to ask him to

teeth. I could stare at his gorgeous smile all night; u

he "Ok" sign wi

Stalker Witc

ckname now?" Sarcas

highly creati

n as my so-called nickn

Greek Gods, Raquel seems t

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ense -- who would

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