Just a Kiss Goodnight

Just a Kiss Goodnight (3)

Alex’s POV.

4am and I still haven’t slept yet.

I flipped over in my bed again, staring into Georgiana’s mass of tangled red hair.

I gave up trying to stay still and tip toed out of bed, my thoughts rioting in my mind. 

Her eyes aren't even fully blue… so either she isn’t one of us or she’s just not realised she is yet.

I first realised I was the son of a Goddess at thirteen, when I finally grew into the body I’d been born with and my eyes changed to a brilliant startling blue. That’s what happens to all of us when we realise what we are, our eyes go blue. No matter what age we are, what colour our eyes are naturally or who our divine parent is - God DNA kicks in and BAM, your eyes are as blue as the skies.It's not a nice process either. The fire behind the eyes.. the skull splitting headache... I cringe just thinking about it.

And so Georgiana puzzled me. Her eyes were blue but only a mortal blue, not the God given mutation blue. How could she not know who she is and yet still be in this arranged marriage? The fact that her human parents knew about the marriage means that they at least know who she is. And if they knew… then how did they get away with treating her the way they did? As if they didn’t care about her? Didn’t respect her at all? There are so few of demigods around that it’s hard to believe no one knew who she was… Even harder to believe that Georgiana’s divine parent hadn’t given her a sign yet to let her know who she really was.

Out on the balcony from our room, I looked up at the stars and felt myself calm a little. It’s not unusual for a son of Aphrodite to get wrapped up in his own emotions but I hadn’t experienced it like this before. Before Georgiana showed up, I was simply a player, just a guy who had the looks and charm to get a girl into bed – like all the rest of my mother’s siblings but now? Now I’m just a love sick fool. I couldn’t help it. From the moment I set eyes upon Georgiana my mind fogged up, my thoughts were in a daze… She was everything.

I’d give anything to go back to being a charming asshole if I could. I don’t want this stupid arranged marriage by the Gods. Why should it be me who’s chosen for this? The God’s could have chosen any one of their demigods, so why me? A child of Aphrodite shouldn’t have to settle down at the young age of 18! We’re supposed to be the players of the mortal world, the sluts, the man whores! It’s our trait and by the Gods am I proud of it! The rest of the mortal teenagers envy us and that’s how it should be. Not us envying them because we’re stuck in a stupid marriage. I want to be free to fall in love with whoever I choose. 

“Son, you seem too wrapped up in your head to notice I arrived”

I scowled as I faced my mother, her perfection almost blinding to the eye.

“What do you want, Mother” I stated, not trying to hide my feelings at present.

I watched her walk towards me, her golden skin glowing faintly, as the entire divine beings do. 

“Alex, you’re a Son of Aphrodite. You’re supposed to simply fall in love at the wrong moments, at the wrong time. This marriage may not suit you just yet… but it will. Trust me, I know the prophecy and I know that now is the time for you to be with Georgiana.” She smiled sympathetically. “I know it’s not in your nature to be held down to one girl but you have to do this. You already feel the attraction to her, I dare say?” 

“And how much of that is my own feelings? And what if I don’t want any part in this stupid prophecy?!” I spat back at her. 

Her eyes flashed instantly at my lack of respect for her. “This is all your own feelings, Alex. Do not disrespect me and assume things of me. This is the time for a child of mine to gain some respect in Olympus. If I have to step in and influence you, I will.”