"Anytime," Hestia said with a smile as she cuddled up against Bill. Having him in her bed was becoming Hestia's favorite part of the day. They were being careful not to rush things, but Hestia was growing to hate the nights he stay at his own flat. Having Bill and Victoire around made her life feel complete.
Slipping a hand under his shirt, Hestia lightly rested her hand against his chest, taking comfort in the soft, steady beat of his heart. By the stars, she loved him. Hestia hadn't said anything, but she felt it deep in her soul. She'd been in love with Bill for so long and now that they'd crossed the line into romance, Hestia's love had grown deeper than she could've ever imagined.
"There's some left in a container in the fridge if you want to take it for lunch tomorrow," he told him. "I know how busy you've been the last few weeks." Hestia closed her eyes, utterly content to stay in the quiet moment with him.