Horus stared at Clio. His nerves were suddenly multiplied a thousand fold. In all his years he’d never been so nervous, so why now? That was obvious enough. He had so many emotions practically hitting him harder than a speeding bus. What was he supposed to do? Oh gods, oh gods. Well, when all else fails… He leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers. He quickly pulled away. He’d been mentally aiming for her forehead… How in the world had he missed? Well, too late now. His body had worked without his mind in that situation… He was done for. He was pretty sure she was going to kill him.
Clio was completely confused. She didn't understand why Horus seemed to be so nervous. Had she done something to make him uncomfortable? Or had he done something bad and someone was following? Was.....! One thing was for sure, Clio definitively didn't expected for the other to kiss her. And in the lips. Yeah, she wasn't a prude. She had relationships in the pass, she was centuries old and her father was Zeus, for Chrissake. But she hadn't kissed anyone in years. And well.. Horus was Horus.. And even if she liked him, slightly, that was a surprise. That is why, she blushed and started to stutter. "What... was.. I mean.. What..?'
