Serena's eyes went wide with shock at the words that just came from his mouth. First she thought he was checking out her behind when she was bending over to collect the wine. He played it off, having a solid reason for looking over, but this? This was blatant. Deliberate.
Having a few thoughts about the matter was one thing, a funny fantasy where her mind was racing, but to actually do it? No, that was too much. She was far too old for him.
"Apollo... I am older than Valerica, I cannot accept." She said, but Apollo just shook his head.
"Nonsense! I have to give it to you. Trust me, you will love it. When Valerica saw it for the first time, she got beyond excited. She didn't stop using it for days before she was satisfied."
"D-Days? Apollo, I don't have days... Wait. I mean I can't accept it! It's wrong!" Serena spouted, prompting Apollo to lower his head.
