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She laughed as she opened a cupboard and pulled out a pair of tan leather boots. "Definitely not. Can you imagine me wearing the dress I was last night and these underneath? It would be a major fashion faux pas. And before you think of saying that you don't know any of this, remember I know what your job is."
"I wasn't going to," I assured her. "Though I can't say I know that much about fashion, but I'm reasonably sure that boots aren't black tie."
"They're not." She sat down and pulled them on. "All right, ready to go."
Excitement rose inside me. I didn't know exactly how I could tell when we'd barely gotten started, but I just knew that this was going to go great.
Asking himself what on earth he's doing by going on a date with Aphrodite, but he's excited about it.
Nine
Aphrodite
* * *
I leaned into Damien, taking in the sights and sounds of the fair. I couldn't believe I'd never been to one before, or that he'd realised that this was the kind of date I liked. Not that I'd been on many of them.
"What do we do first?" I asked.
"That depends. Are you hungry?"
"Not really, I don't think."
"Okay, then food can wait. But when you're ready, we can go find the food trucks," he said.
"Let's guess? Hot dogs, burgers, fresh doughnuts?"
"Yes to all of those. Do you have a preference?"
"All of them," I joked. "Well, maybe not them all. But you know what I mean."
"I do," he responded. "So if you're not hungry, we want a game. What do you think? Hook-A-Duck?"
"Sure?"
He put a hand on the small of my back and I leaned into his touch as he steered me over to a circular stall covered in prizes. A circular pond sat in the middle filled with bright yellow ducks.
"Prize every time!" the store holder called out. "Come Hook-A-Duck!"
Damien caught his attention and handed over some money, getting a hook in the process.
"All right, now what?" I asked once the man was gone.
"You hook a duck."
"Is it really as simple as that?"
He chuckled. "Yes."
"Okay..." I made sure I had enough room and stuck out the pole in front of me. My hands wobbled as I tried to catch one of the ducks with the small metal hook on the end. "Argh, I'm no good at this."
"Here," Damien said, stepping closer and putting his arms around me. His warm chest was inviting, and I was somewhat overwhelmed by the smell of him. It was almost enough to distract me from what I was supposed to be doing.
His hands landed on mine and guided the pole into the right position until he managed to make it so that I actually caught one of the ducks.
"Yes!" I pulled it back to me and set it down on the counter of the stand. "Now what?"
"You pick a prize," he said, gesturing to the stall.
