Page 42 of Hades

“A what?” I ask as I burst out laughing.

“Banana hammock, couldn’t you materialize some trunks?”

“Well, I considered no suit at all,” I muse, letting my gazeroam over his delectable body, “so I thought it was a good compromise.” My lips tip up in a grin and I shoot him a wink.

The bell dings and the doors open, causing Frank to jump behind me as we are greeted by Warrick. He sucks in a deep breath and a smirk crosses his pouty lips.

“Frank, why are you hiding behind Hades?” Warrick asks. He isn’t about to pass up on a chance to tease his brother.

“I’m not comfortable in the suit that Hades put me in. It’s a little more revealing than what I normally wear,” Frank admits.

“I, for one, think you look amazing. No need to hide,” I state as I step to the side.

Warrick’s smirk turns to laughter as he takes in the suit Frank is wearing.

Placing my hands on my hips, I glare at Warrick. “Why are you laughing? Frank has the body to pull it off. Let’s see if you do as well.”

I snap my fingers and this time Warrick is no longer in his suit but in a matching speedo. This time the laughter comes from behind me.

“That blue matches your eyes, War,” Frank snickers.

“Hmm, it seems like your Little War is excited to see me,” I purr, then step out of the elevator and onto the roof.

Her words ring true, the bulge in my tight speedo has nowhere to hide. I follow as she steps out onto the roof, unashamed, unlike my brother.

“I’d prefer if you didn’t call it ‘Little War,’” I say wryly.

“What would you have me call it?” She studies me, tapping a finger to her lips.

“What are you and Frank doing up here?” A change in subject would be good right about now. I’m just hopeful that my attempt is successful.

“He was showing me the casino floor. I was assaulted by an old lady, then had a run-in with my annoying nephew. It won’t be long until that man-child challenges me. I can tell he’s testing me.”

“Wait,” I hold up my hand, looking at her incredulously, “why were you assaulted by an old lady?”

“Apparently, I took her machine and won her jackpot. The coins in her bag suggest she had already played a lot. You brother did nothing to aid me. The coward was afraid of her and her bag.” She shoots him a glare that is partiallyplayful.

I notice the smirk on Frank’s lips as he chimes in. “I knew she could handle her,” he says with a nonchalant shrug. “Hades didn’t need me.”

“War, care to join us for a dip in the pool?” It was an attempt to change the subject.

“It would be my pleasure, but can you materialize some trunks for me? Don’t forget to add some to Frank too. He is showing more skin than my eyes can handle.”

Hades snaps her fingers and not only does she remove my speedo, but Frank’s as well.

“Um, you forgot the trunks, Hades.”

“Did I?” she asks as she continues to the steps of the pool.

The graceful way she moves has me mesmerized, watching every movement. She dips a toe to test the water, seemingly pleased as she moves closer, one step at a time. With a wave of her hand, her suit disappears.

That minx.

She peers over her shoulder at us as she descends into the water inch by inch.

Wasting no more time, I sprint and dive into the pool, staying underwater until I surface in front of Hades. She wades into the water up to the top of her breasts.

“What did you have in mind?” I ask as I wiggle an eyebrow at her.

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