"Oh, Cassandra," he cooed softly, leaning in closer, eyes on hers and smiling his charming smile.

He leaned closer, lips close to her ears.

"Don't flatter yourself."

Apollo pulled back, withdrawing his hands from around her. He was not in the mood for accusations right now, and she had a tendency to hurl them at him nonstop. Maybe coming in had been a poor choice after all.