“If I asked you to be my lover, would you?” Liam inquired, changing the subject completely.
I stared at him as if he were mad. “No!”
“Why not?” He actually had the audacity to look surprised.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “On top of the fact tha’ I jus' met you and you stole principal from me today? Besides, you belong to Aphrodite.” And nobody with brains purposely ticked off the ever-vengeful goddess of Love. Her jealousy and wrath was almost as legendary as Hera's, the Queen of the gods.
“Jealous, Siobhan Law?”
“Definitely not! I actually pity her and can’t understand why she’d want you as a lover. I’m sure she regrets it every time she sees your face.”
Liam laughed. “She feels a lot of things when she sees me, but regret is not one of them.”
I knew it was true. And he was right. I was jealous and I had no idea why.
I turned on my heels and began to walk away from him.
“I don’t belong to Aphrodite,” he said, stopping me in my tracks. Again. “I don’t belong to anyone.”
I turned back to him. “Not true. You belong to the god who created you.”
Liam’s expression darkened. “I most certainly don’t belong to him.”
A male god had created this beautiful man? I hadn’t expected that at all.
“Is tha' the only reason you wanted to chat?” I asked. “So you could try to get me to lift my skirt for you?”
“Yes and no,” he replied, and I wondered if he had any shame at all. “To be honest, I just want us to be friends, Siobhan.”
“Friends? We can't be friends. You're an immortal. After you're done with wha'ever business you've got going on with my da, you'll return to Myth. So there's really no point.”
Liam shrugged. “I guess you do make a good argument.”
Why did I feel so let down by that response?
I looked away from him but I could still feel his eyes on me, so heated and fierce. A tingle flittered down my spine and I liked it. Dammit.
“I would make it good for you.”
My gaze flew back to meet his. “Wha' did you say?”
“I said, I would make it good for you.”
I honestly could not believe the yockers on this fella. “Did I somehow give you the impression tha' I was tha' kind of girl? The kind tha' jus' hopped into bed with any ol' fella, even immortal ones?”
Liam chuckled. “I know for a fact that you're not. You're a virgin, Siobhan.”
My mouth flopped open. I didn't know what to say.
Liam only grinned. “Don't be alarmed. Everyone knows Influential daughters are guarded like rare jewels until they are married off, even in these modern times. Besides, you're a good girl, just like you said.”
“I didn' say tha',” I mumbled. “And I'm not tha' good.”
Liam stepped closer. “Prove it. Sleep with me.”
The way the request sensuously rolled off his tongue was the reason I hesitated. His tone was so inviting that I almost gave it a moment's consideration. But then I shook myself out of it. What in the bloody hell was I doing?
Why was I still standing here talking to him? I should have kept walking when he'd first approached me, but I didn't. I couldn't. I wanted to be here and that was puzzling to me. Liam Argyros was an immortal celeste, here on Earth to handle some business with my da. He wasn't here for me. So why was I even entertaining the idea of him?