“YOU’RE even more beautiful when you’re blushing. And I was stuck staring at you.”

Hera arched her brow. “What are you, a statue?” she asked as she adapted his words. Like the song ‘Statue’

“I’m like a statue, stuck staring right at you…”

Hera’s eyes widened when Dylan started to sing. “What the…”

Dylan just winked at her.

Damn it! She cursed inside her mind.

“Got me frozen in my tracks, so amazed how you take me back…” he continued.

“Dylan,” she whispered. His voice—it’s captivating. It seems like it’s magic that hypnotizes you and just found yourself, falling into the deep. He has a beautiful voice.

He keeps on...