Eryx was the first to break the silence, his voice dropping into that soft, teasing tone that always made her heartbeat trip.
"You know…" he murmured, brushing a loose strand of her hair behind her ear,
"…you stared so hard at my lips…that I thought you might actually devour it."
Athena's head snapped up, heat rushing to her cheeks. "I wasn't staring," she muttered.
He raised a brow, amused. "Oh? So your eyes just… accidentally hovered on my mouth for ten full seconds?"
She scoffed and crossed her arms, refusing to move from his lap. "That was me making sure you weren't about to do something stupid again."
Eryx's smile widened, dangerously charming, boyish and shameless. "Stupid? Princess, if I kissed you, that wouldn't be stupid." He leaned in just a little, eyes dancing with mischief. "That would be destiny."
Athena snorted before she could stop herself. "Destiny? Really?" She tilted her head. "Who taught you that line? Theodore? Because that sounds like him."
