Aphrodite snuggled in closer, feeling like the man who held her was the most important person in the world to her. She had seen his memories, his wives. How he had saved the four sisters. How he had healed Jill who had gone through hell but who he never pushed away. She had seen the growth of Leona, the crazy times with Ruby. She had seen the first buddings of love and lust between Laz with Kennedy and Malene. She saw the connection he had formed to the withdrawn Celes and the crazy but broken Nora. She watched the blooming of a young Lyssa into a powerful yet loyal Siren and the connection their blood brought.
She lived each of their encounters through his eyes and although it wasn't intended, she never wanted to let this man go.
"Alright. Now that you're feeling better," Laz said, rubbing up and down on her thigh.
"Much better," Aphrodite purred.
"Well. Time for your end of the deal, right?"
"OH! Of course," Aphrodite laughed.
