Page 49 of Charmed By Apollo

“Who’s Hephaestus?”

“He’s one of the Olympian gods, and he’s…well, he’s a bit of a jack-of-all-trades,” he replied with a chuckle. “He’s known as the god of blacksmiths, but he’s also quite skilled in engineering and all sorts of science-y things.”

Geri’s brows furrowed slightly in contemplation. “So, he’s like a divine inventor?” she ventured, trying to grasp the concept.

“Exactly,” he confirmed. “He’s known for his ingenuity and creativity, often crafting ingenious contraptions and inventions that even the other gods marvel at.”

“That’s incredible.”

“Yeah, he’s great. I was skeptical at first, but then the assistant has been pretty handy.”

Geri nodded, taking in the information. The more she learned about his world, the more fascinated she became. She couldn’t help but admire his knowledge and the way he navigated the complexities of his divine existence with ease.

She felt a surge of emotion wash over her, and without thinking, she turned to him and hugged him, grateful for his presence and comfort. For a moment, they simply stood there, lost in the quiet intimacy of the night. Her heart swelled with affection for him, and she felt more connected to him than ever before. She looked up at him with a soft smile, her heart full.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

He met her gaze with warmth in his eyes. “I’m always here for you, Geri.”

The night breeze gently tousled her hair as she gazed up at him. There was something about how he looked at her; his eyes were filled with warmth and understanding, making her heart flutter.

As she took in his familiar features, illuminated by the soft glow of the moon above, she felt a wave of realization wash over her. Despite her best efforts to push her feelings aside, she couldn’t deny her growing attraction for him. With each passing moment in his presence, she found herself drawn to him in ways she couldn’t fully comprehend. It wasn’t just his charm that captivated her—it was something deeper, something she couldn’t quite put into words. Despite the challenges they had faced together, he had never faltered in his support for her. And even though she had treated him poorly last night, he still stayed by her side.

She realized just how much Apollo meant to her. He wasn’t just a friend or a fuck buddy—he was someone she trusted implicitly, someone she could rely on no matter what.

As she stood there, lost in her thoughts, Geri suddenly realized she didn’t want to stop her feelings for Apollo. Despite the uncertainties and challenges ahead, she couldn’t deny the pull she felt toward him, the undeniable connection that seemed to bind them.

“What?” he asked, smirking at her.

She leaned in closer. “Can I kiss you?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

The air between them crackled with tension as her request hung in the air between them.

Apollo’s smirk faltered slightly, his gaze meeting hers. “Oh? Are you sure about that?”

He shook his head. She would have thought he was serious if it hadn’t been for the tugging at the corner of his mouth and the look of mock horror crossing his features.

“Yes, I’m sure. Why, what’s wrong?”

“I don’t think we should kiss,” he teased, “that would be wrong. Definitely not something we’d enjoy.”

“We’ll have to see about that.” Her arms wrapped around his neck, and she tugged him closer. She felt him try to resist, but Geri pulled him until their lips were mere inches apart.

“I think you forget that I’m a wolf,” she murmured, her breath ghosting over his skin, “and strong.”

Apollo’s eyes widened in mock surprise, a hint of challenge glinting in their depths. “Yeah?” he responded, his voice low and husky. “I might need a reminder then.”

The tension between them only served to heighten the crackling in the air, both of them fully aware of the electric chemistry that sparked between them. She tightened her arms around his neck until her lips were tantalizingly close to his. The promise of something more hung between them, waiting to be unleashed.

They hadn’t even kissed yet, and she felt her heart racing and her breath came in shallow bursts. “You haven’t said yes that I can kiss you,” she whispered. He was still smirking, and she wanted to wipe it off his face.

“You don’t need to ask. Just take what you want.”

She went onto her toes, and the second their lips met, she felt an inferno burst within her, and she moaned into their kiss. It felt good to surrender and give in to him. She had been fighting her feelings for so long and could finally enjoy it. Enjoy him.

But then he pulled back. “I don’t think that was good enough. I still need a little bit more convincing.”

“Ugh, shut up,” she said before pressing her lips to his again. This time, she eased right into it and slid her tongue over his lower lip and right into his mouth like she was meant to be there.

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