CHAPTER NINE
My cheeks were flustered, my lips feeling swollen under my fingers. The more I gazed at myself in the mirror above the sink, the more it slowly sunk in.
Ares had just kissed me. Ares, the very man I should be avoiding, had kissed me like he craved me. The same man who fiancée was not only my agency’s head but also sitting right outside, had kissed me and I liked it. It was very shameless of me to even want more and yet I did.
What right had he to kiss me like that? If I’d thought that first time was a mistake, then what does that make this second time? Was it possible he harbored something for me? Did he want me as much as I wanted him? Did he perhaps want more than just a kiss with me too?
No, I was not going down that road again. Ares had put me there before the left me
