Gifted

"You're not reacting?" I said, confused. He raised an eyebrow but otherwise looked indifferent.

"Am I supposed to?" It was more of a statement than a question, but his lack of a reaction made me realize he actually had no clue who I was. I frowned at him, analyzing him for a long time before my lips spread thin into a goofy grin. I gave him the biggest smile, one that I haven't given to anyone in a long time.

"Rosabella," I said, stretching my arm out in front of us. He stared at my outstretched hand for what felt like forever before his large hand wrapped itself around my smaller one.

"Aries," he seemed to be making his grip as light as possible. Almost as if he feared that anything tighter than that would break my smaller hand in his. I tilted my head, confused.

"Like the god of war?" I asked.

His grip suddenly tightened, which made me flinch, and he quickly let go before looking away from me as if trying to avoid eye contact.

"Sure," he said.

I was about to ask another question when I heard someone ask a group of ladies not too far away from us,

"Have any of you seen this girl?" The woman looked at the picture and then looked up in confusion, just before her eyes met mine, and recognition hit her face like a slap to the cheek. I knew immediately that I had been found.

"Shit," I said just as Ares walked up to what I was assuming was his motorcycle. He put his helmet on, and the guys speaking to the lady a few feet away turned around to look at where the lady pointed me out. I yelped and jumped on the back of Ares motorcycle, hugging him from behind for dear life.

"What are you doing?"

"Drive!" I don't know if it was the panic in my voice or the fact that I was shaking uncontrollably, but thankfully, he didn't question me further. He instead stepped on it, and we were speeding through the town just before the men could react.

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