A Test of Intentions

Mab's grin spread across her face as she shrugged.

"Now, now. Don't restrain yourself. If we gods struck down everyone harboring unsavory thoughts, we'd have little else to do but hover over mortals' every whim." She shook her head. "Trust me, we're not that petty... for most." 

Icy sweat dripped down Adam's temples, reaching his twisted lips.

'I'm the only one you're spying on. You won't need to spend a second!' 

He rolled his eyes as she covered her mouth and chuckled flirtatiously. 

'One second, she acts like she'll slap me to oblivion, while the other she smiles and talks normally.' His brow twitched. 'And you want me to trust you?!'

Her eyelashes fluttered, an innocent blink so out of place that his nose wrinkled.

Then, she pointed at herself as if to question if he really didn't trust her and sighed.