First Love Song

“EROS? Elena?” Mark came calling for us.

I could tell from his voice that he was close to us. EROS immediately got up before offering me his hand to pull me up.

“What were you two doing? Why is EROS’s hair all wet?” Mark asked as his eyes traveled from me to EROS and then back again.

I guess, I’m the one who has to do the explaining.

“EROS felt sleepy, so he poured cold water on himself. Then I had to dry his hair for him. We just finished that,” I explained before offering Mark a smile.

“I see. Well, you can take a nap if you need one. It’ll be a while before we arrive back at the office. Then it’s straight to the makeup artist and hair stylist for you. We have a press conference coming up,” Mark said a little sternly as he pointed for us to get into the car.