“The smile, the way you practically eye fucked him when he stood up, and let’s not talk about the scent in this house.” I groaned and put my fork down before covering my burning face with my hands. “Has anyone told you the smelling thing is fucking weird?” “Plenty of people.” Xavier chuckled. “Solo activities, Dianna? Tsk, tsk. You know, gods are very possessive. Samkiel would be oh so very hurt if he learned you’d rather take care of yourself than let him.”
