"Just shut the fuck up and go home, Melpomene," Ares said, tired of her bullshit. He looked her up and down, his lip curling in disdain, and turned away, mentally dismissing her. He was done. He still was going for drinks with the boys tonight, to congratulate his winners, and he had to make sure that the books had balanced properly.
Still, it didn't mean he didn't have regret. He had been enjoying this hot thing between them, and it sucked that it was over. Melpomene was a tight piece of ass, and she could take more of him than most could. But she was getting entirely too presumptuous, and that was dangerous in a woman, especially one starting to angle this closely at his actual business. No, it was for the best that she leave.