Zeus (The God Chronicles) by Kamery Solomon Page B

several pieces of black and white abstract art complimented it all nicely. Everything was immaculate, almost as if he were never here, which, come to think of, he wasn’t. Between work, running errands, and spending time at my apartment, he had very little time left for being home. I think he’d avoided bringing me here due to the awkwardness of our first meeting. But since we were officially “a couple”, he’d invited me to watch the movie at his place this time.
    “This is amazing,” I whispered, mostly to myself.
    “It’s not a whole lot, but I like it,” he laughed.
    “Not a whole lot? This is huge!” I stared at him in disbelief.
    “You’ve been living in your tiny apartment too long.” With a kiss on my forehead, he walked down into the living area, leaving me standing there speechless. He pulled a disc off the coffee table in the middle.
    “Ready to be scared?” he teased in a menacing tone.
    “Yup,” I said, finding my voice and putting on a brave face. I actually scared very easily, but I wasn’t about to admit it. 
    “Awesome!” The smile on his face was contagious. “Do you want some popcorn?”
    “Uh, sure. I guess so.” I shrugged my shoulders.
    “You guess so?” He folded his arms in mock judgment. “There is no guessing in this relationship.”
    “It’s just  . . . everything is so clean!” I burst out. “I’m afraid to even move because I don’t want to mess it up. Popcorn is messy!”
    “Only if you throw it on the floor,” he laughed, walking back to me. “I’m going to make some. Why don’t you sit down?” He kissed my cheek and walked into the kitchen on the right, also decorated in a lighter shade of gray. A dining area furnished with a matching black dining set, was off to the side, complete with a fantastic view.
    I stood by the elevator for a second longer and then went to the couch. I was feeling anxious. When he’d invited me over, I was excited to see where he lived. Now that I was here, all I could think of was how many other girls had been invited up. It wasn’t that he hadn’t proven himself trustworthy—we’d spent loads of time together and he’d never pushed me too far or asked for something he shouldn’t have. The uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach wouldn’t go away, though.
    “You okay?” He sat by me, bowl in hand. “You look a little sick.”
    “I’m fine,” I said, clearing my throat. “A little nervous over the movie is all.”
    “Aw, are you scared?” The baby voice almost made me find him less attractive.
    “No!” I grabbed a throw pillow and did exactly what its name implied, hitting him in the face.
    “Hey!” He threw it back at me but I ducked, managing to only get tagged in the shoulder.
    I picked it up again to chuck back, but was tackled by a wall of muscle. I vaguely noticed the popcorn on the coffee table, the pillow tossed across the room, before Zeus’s eyes held me captive.
    My back sank slowly into the couch as our combined weight pressed into it. Zeus held himself carefully over me, but every inch of my body was touching his. There was an uncomfortable twist ing in my stomach. His eyes said so much, asked for much more than I’d ever been ready for.
    Slowly, he took each of my hands in his and raised them above my head. My racing heart joined in the dance the rest of my nerves had started, blocking everything else from my mind. His head lowered, eyes focusing on mine, while his hot breath caressed my face. Goose bumps erupted across my skin and I squirmed under him, trying to free my hands. The grip he had on me tightened, and I gave up, waiting for him to make his move.
    His breath continued to warm my skin after he broke eye contact and rubbed his jaw against mine. I gave a shudder of pleasure when he finally, softly licked under my ear and placed a soft kiss there. He blew warm air into my ear and then slowly rubbed his stubble across my lips, scratching them slightly. A moan escaped my throat as