Eve
The wine had really hit its mark, later rather than sooner. Yet, my skin still itched with anxiety, every nerve on edge as Hades closed the door behind us. He had not said a word to me since he escorted me back to the car, but I would have been dense not to notice the wary glances he cast my way.
He shrugged out of his shirt as he sauntered towards me, where I unhooked my earrings—or at least tried to. I was trembling, my hands shaking.
His eyes searched my face as he stood before me and narrowed. My pulse jumped when his hand came up to my ear.
"Let me," he murmured.
I hesitated for a moment before my hands dropped, and I let him. To my shock, he was very deft with the task as he cradled my face with one hand and released the earring with the other.
He rubbed circles on my cheek with his thumb. He did the same with the other one.
"I want a phone," I told him.
He stilled. "All of a sudden?"
