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almost every time she massaged him, whether he got an erection or not, or to lie and say he still wanted Aphrodite.
    “I’ve got a beautiful woman massaging me. I’m not thinking of anyone else.” He’d never really considered fucking her, as he’d always felt very protective of her more than anything else, but the sensual power of her hands usually made him think of fucking someone.
    She paused for a moment, but then went on with her massage.
    He rolled over and took her by the shoulders. “Why react to other things I’ve said and not to that?”
    She looked fairly calm. She brought her hands up and moved his off her shoulders. “I was still thinking about it.”
    He closed his eyes. He was frustrated about the things Aphrodite had said, and he was taking it out on an innocent who meant a great deal to him.
    He looked at her imploringly. “I’m sorry. I’m not myself right now. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”
    She shook her head. “I’m fine.”
    He studied her face, pushing a strand of her red hair out of her blue eyes. “How did you grow up so calm and sweet living here?”
    “I was born to calm and soothe you.”
    He could not keep his eyebrows from shooting up. “What?”
    “I’ve been with Eris to see the Fates many times. She was born to be your companion and reflection. I came into your life to calm you.”
    “You think so?”
    “Don’t you feel better when you come home to me? I tend your wounds, get rid of your pain, and massage away any aches. I mix a fine drink too.”
    He’d always loved her low-key sense of humor, and he would never deny he was always very glad to come home to her.
    “So now I’m an even bigger asshole for not noticing all you do.”
    “You always notice. You always thank me. It comes so naturally you simply don’t think about it.”
    He didn’t feel as if he was getting much from her responses. “How come I can talk to any woman but feel awkward with you?”
    “It’s probably because my silence makes me seem so different from other women. You talk to me all the time. And you’re never awkward.”
    That’s because I’m usually not thinking of you as a woman. “But I just ramble about my problems.”
    “So I can make them not seem so bad.”
    He crossed his arms, struggling to find the right approach. “Are you really going to tell me you like taking care of me like I’m a big baby?”
    She laughed. “I give you what you need. It’s not hard.”
    “Sounds boring to me.”
    “It gives me great joy.”
    “Coming from anyone else, I wouldn’t believe that in a million years.”
    “Perhaps this is a bad night to have this conversation.”
    She turned away and started folding his clothes. He watched her face. She didn’t seem upset. He couldn’t read any emotion from her at all.
    “Why?”
    “Aphrodite upset you. Your mind is racing. You’ve never questioned any of my actions before. You’ve never questioned my place in your life. You’ve accepted it because it was meant to be. It’s natural. You’re feeling off kilter right now and suddenly questioning things you never thought to question before.”
    His mind struggled to keep up with all she’d just said. “I’m far more upset about you than about Aphrodite.”
    She put his clothes down beside him. “Why are you upset about me?”
    He ran his hands over his face. “I’ve taken you for granted for thousands of years when you’re probably my best friend.”
    She shrugged. “I’m quiet. I blend into the background.”
    He turned his body to her and held her arm when she tried to move away. “You do not. You’re beautiful and sweet. You do soothe and calm me.”
    “I know, and I’m glad.”
    “I talk to you all the time, but you’ve never talked to me this much, ever.”
    “Sometimes words aren’t needed.”
    “I suppose not. You do always seem to know what I need.” He paused. “What would you do if I kissed you?”
    She put her hand on his cheek, but he still felt