I thought Huitzilopochtli hadn't heard me, but then he went still and just lay above me; filled with coiled tension. I could feel the magic surging through his body; tingling and teasing my skin. His chest expanded against mine as he took a deep breath and then he released it, shuddering.
"Now, it's I who must ask for your forgiveness."He raised his head to look at me, and I stared at the crimson of his eyes as they swirled frantically. "The blood, when combined with lust, drives me to madness if I'm not prepared for it. Did I hurt you?"
"No."I looked away; unsure what to say or do. "I'm fine."
"Do you forgive me, Vervain?"The pleading in his voice yanked my eyes back to him. His eyes were normal again, as normal as they could get.
"I guess it's only fair."I tried to concentrate on what Thor had said, but it was so hard not to be drawn in by the earnest expression Huitzilopochtli wore.