Ares' POV
It was like Silas has shoved him back into his childhood and he was struggling to come back to me.
I look over at the beautiful man loving the way he's gotten more comfortable with wearing short sleeves and T-shirts around me. I still haven't seen the full damage of what was done to his body, but I don't mind knowing that he's trying his best.
And his best will always be good enough for me.
"Do you remember when we first met?" Thomas asked me suddenly and I shake my head to myself to clear my thoughts before turning my attention to my sweet little Spitfire.
