His strong hands moved from my hair touching the tip of my chin. I closed my eyes enjoying his soft touch.
"What are these feelings I am feeling for you?" he again inquired me.
Not having the answers, he seeks. I had to tell him. I had to tell him I too was clueless about what they were.
"I don't know," I said softly as I open my eyes; watching his fingers played with my chin.
"You too are as clueless as I am," he said as he moved his hand away from my chin disappointedly.
"I'm sorry I can't help you," I told him.
"There is nothing for you to be sorry about beautiful," he said.
My cheek became red hearing him described me in such ways.
"No," I said softly; not for him to hear as I shook my head reminding myself, he was not my mate, but Cindy's.
"What is wrong?" he asked me worried.
"Nothing," I answered him.
Ares smiled at me. Seeing he was harmful; I wanted to free him from the cell, but first I had to let Frank knew Ares would never hurt anyone.