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Lots of answers flitted through my mind: he was my problem-my pain in the butt-my lover- my Consort-my rock-my forever boyfriend.
"You smoke?" It seemed silly, but after all we'd been through together the thought that Aphrodite was a smoker shocked me.
"Hell no, Do you know how many wrinkles smoking causes? Hello, Beef-jerky-looking skin at thirty."
"You're smarter than I thought you were," Damien admitted.
"I'm still crap at school."
He smiled. "There are other kinds of smart."
"That's good news for me."
And I almost did lie.
Then I remembered what lying to my friends had cost me before-not just their trust for a while, but it had cost me respect for myself. I didn't feel good when I lied. I felt out of sync with the Goddess and the path I believe she wanted me to walk.