Jesse hadn’t been told by anyone that they loved him, or were falling in love with him before. Jesse was a player, and it was usually a hang and bang situation with him and females, but it felt different with Aphrodite. She was special to him. He had a little place in his heart for her, and only wanted the best. “I love you too, Dite,” he confessed, kissing her again. “I feel like I have for a long time now,”.
The muscular firefighter brushed Dite’s hair out the way of her face as she continued to lie under him, taking in how beautiful she actually was. “How long have you been holding that in for?” He asked teasingly.
Saying that she loved someone, was something Aphrodite never even considered. She was terrified of love but with Jesse it was simply right. It was right. She used to sleep with people to dissapear before they woke up, Jesse shouldn’t have been different, and in the beginning he wasn’t different. He was just someone she had sex with, but then she slept over - got breakfast on bed. They went to paris together, and he made her feel like a queen.
How could she not fall in love with him after all that. And then he told her she loved him too and she felt an urge to cry, cry about all the time they had wasted that they could have spend together. Cry over all the fear she felt about falling in love. And here she was in love anyway.
“Too long, far too long.” And with that she kissed him, hard and heavy, clinging onto him as if he was a life jacket and she was drowning at sea.
