Melpomene folded her arms and leaned back against the wall, watching him with a small smile. She was so tempted to agree that yes, he'd be seeing her, because their fates were as entangled as they'd ever been in bed, but she knew how much talk of fate got under his skin. And she liked getting under his skin, but she'd be a fool not to see that she already was. She didn't need to dig in any deeper.
She lay a clawed hand over her belly again and bit her lip. "You're something else, Ares," she said to him, the same words he'd said to her while she sat straddling his lap, recovering from their mindblowing, divine fuck in the arena, the one she was sure had conceived this child. "I won't forget."