"Ares?" I called, looking around. He should have surfaced by now; it's been too long. "Ares!"
Oh no. This was starting to feel like those horror movies when—! I screamed when he emerged, and I was swayed backwards.
"That's not funny!" I yelled, splashing water to ward him off. "What's wrong with you!"
He went below again, but it didn't take up to a minute as he resurfaced, threading his finger through his wet hair. Lord. Iced cake shouldn't look this delicious.
I want to taste him, run my tongue through every line of his muscles until he dries. Ares moved to me, but I retreated until I got to the platform to pick myself up to sit, but he took over, and I was raised like a pillow.
I pulled my wet hair off my face, eyeing him. "How bold of you to show your face. Did you have fun sleeping on the couch or wherever you chose to rest?"
"Catherine…"
"If you wanted us to be roommates, you should have just said so… than going through the trouble to prove that point."
