"You're going to do it?" Ares asked.
"That's what I said. But you must swear, promise, and pinky swear you won't go back on your words," she said, moving closer to him again.
"Pinky swear," he chose, stretching out his pinky.
Dumbfounded by that choice, she giggled, and stretched hers out.
As their fingers touched, she felt an electric sensation flow through her.
"But in Ragazza, we prefer to use kisses as a means of sealing deals with women."
A shudder ran through her, and alarm bells began to ring in her head.
"Stop this now!" She screamed internally, as she watched Ares retrieve his fingers, and slowly began to rise to his feet.
"Don't let him get close to you. You have a fiance, and he has Ava. Stop this now, Angel!" Her sane voice begged.
She wanted to stop it. With all her heart, she wanted to.
However, there was just this curious, impulsive part deep inside of her.
