SABOTAGE

Angel washed her embarrassment along with her body in the shower.

She felt completely refreshed when she finally stepped out of the bathroom, and came into the room.

Her eyes went to Ares bareback directly facing her, and she smiled.

Enamored, she carefully traced the lines of his tattoos with her gaze.

"I'm flattered," Ares suddenly said, and she jolted in shock.

He chuckled, turning his head behind to stare at her.

"I—I just— it's not—"

"Sure." He nodded, an amused grin playing in his face.

"I just want a shirt!" She declared loudly, as she stomped over to his closet, whilst ensuring the towel around her chest was secure.

"Why are you still so shy?" He asked, switching as he studied her this time.

"I'm not shy." She tried to shrug nonchalantly, but it just came off awkward.

Ares nodded his head in surrender, and remained silent.