Victor sat in a lump on the floor, feeling terrified and stupid. He had done this because some mythological figure made him do it? It made him feel violated. And how was he supposed to now back out of a proposal he hadn't even meant?
"Kat," after locating and replacing his jeans, Victor climbed back onto the bed. He moved to sit beside her, his stomach in knots. "I'm sorry. I got carried away. You think Eros did this to both of us?"