Aloud, he snapped, "I am not doing that."
"Then you don't get to be a man, even temporarily," the Goddess said, her tone final.
His hands clenched into fists. "Do you even hear yourself? You're asking me to seduce him—my fellow man."
The Goddess remained unmoved. "I never said anything about sleeping with him. I simply asked that you seduce him."
Sylvester scoffed. "It never stops at seduction. This kind of thing? It always escalates. Once I give an inch, he'll want a mile."
The Goddess tilted her head. "You know that?"
"Oh, but I do." His voice darkened. "I read his mind the one time we met. He couldn't stop picturing himself screwing Cara. Aggressively. In positions that were demeaning. I didn't feel safe. Him and Max? They're the same. They think women want to be loved like that."