I am NOT fucking fussing!

But I think he is actually, and the way his brothers are smirking tell me they think so, too.

GROWL!

It's Eros, turning back into a beast just so he can roar his anger at us, and this time I can only join in everyone's laughter. Fussing is such a human thing, and so for a god - and especially a primordial god like Eros - to do such a thing with me...

A helpless smile curves over my lips as I turn to the beast, and when it moves close to the side of my bed, I eagerly throw away the covers so I can sit up and snuggle against its massive furry body.

He feels so warm and sturdy, and as I close my eyes with a little sigh, I hear the other gods start snickering again.

Huh?

My eyes fly open, and Anteros says dryly,

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