Magda’s fingers were intertwined with Ares as they walked along the pier.
Jake had grumbled about them getting out of the car and had called in three more people as back up but they were all discretely out of sight. Even Jake had disappeared from view and she was relaxing in Ares’ presence.
They’d been flirty and laughing all evening and dinner had become a silly affair with Ares telling her naughty jokes to try to make her blush and her reminding him she lived with Dimi Lykiaos and nobody had a bigger potty mouth than her.
Now however he was focused on another topic.
“A BDSM parlor. What exactly did you do there?”
“Fetish play.”
He came to a dead stop, his eyes rounding incredulously. “Like what?”