June

The word hit me sharp, my ears refusing to take it in at first. My jaw dropped. "You’re what?"

Hermes gave a soft, almost amused smile. "I’m… hypersexual."

I blinked at him, caught off guard. "Hyper—what?"

He leaned back slightly, calm, almost casual. "It means… I have a high sex drive... And I don't just—"

"I know what it means," I cut him off, my voice sharp "Why are you telling me that?"

He shrugged, picking up his fork and resuming his eating as if it were nothing. "I ...