Grace

I told myself I shouldn’t be surprised by his words anymore. And yet, my mouth still parted in shock, my breath catching in my throat. And my eyes widened without my permission.

“W–what?”

A sexual relationship with him? Was he serious?

He wanted to keep sleeping with me?

My heart slammed against my ribs, stealing my breath. The pounding in my ears was deafening. For a moment, I thought this had to be a dream, a strange, vivid hallucination brought on by the exhaustion of last night.

“I asked if you wanted to be the woman I take to my bed.”

Apollo’s voice was flat. He stood there, tall...