Ha ha, yes, I should have listened to you. No need to remind me.
I blow out a breath and roll my eyes. Now isn’t the time to reprimand me, I’m in crisis!
Tell me about him and why you think he’s your mate. I want all the details,hold nothing back.
From one glance, I wanted him. My thoughts have been filled with his face. Now as I talked to him—long story, tell you later—I had to stop myself from jumping him here and now. That is not how I react to mortals. I am not my brothers.
I agree, that is not normal for you. He could be the one. What does he look like?
He is taller than me, perfectly cut blond hair and just a little shadow on his face, a cute yet slight dimple in his chin with a strong square jaw.
Ok, now I need a picture of this hottie.
Her request makes me smirk.
I’ll do my best. You know that technology and I aren’t friends, I don’t want to get caught taking a picture. Also, there’s a couple here trying to get me kicked out of the hotel. So I’ll see if I can sneak one in for you when he comes back.
Do I need to send Cerberus to take care of the couple for you?
Snickering, I shake my head and type out a reply. Though the idea does have merit. I can already picture her screeching as she runs from the three-headed pup.
No, thank you. I have a feeling that they will be the ones to leave. I’m going to enjoy my book and this warm sun. Talk to you later.
Throwing my phone back into my bag, I resume my reading, but have to stop again when two large shadows appear over me. A low growl rumbles in the air before one of the men speaks.
“Hades, you’re not wearing enough clothes. Do you need me to summon you a dress?” a familiar voice asks.
Great, this is exactly what I need.
Annoyed, I look up to see my big brothers. They both came to earth in chiseled human bodies. Shirtless and in shorts two sizes too small I have to hold back the gag in my throat.
“Call me Hayden here. And no, this is called a bikini. It’s what mortals wear, and I have to blend in. Speaking of not enough clothes, please return your shirts to their rightful places.” I wrinkle my nose in disgust to prove my point.
Zeus and Poseidon laugh. Zeus’s long white blond hair blows in the breeze, the stench of burning plastic feels my nose.
“Oh, sister, how I miss these chats. You never visit, yet we find you here on vacation,” Poseidon muses, rifling his hand through his short red hair. “Should we be hurt?”
Glaring at him, I spit out, “This is the first time I have been out of the Underworld in centuries. I cannot just up and leave my post like some of the other gods. Leave me to enjoy this in peace, please.”
Zeus gives me a hearty laugh as he crosses his arms. “Oh, Hayden, we know why you’re here. Lainie told us.
I gasp at his words. That little traitor!
He notices my annoyance and holds up a hand to silence me before continuing.
“Only because I came to check up on you and the Underworld after Hermes returned with the gift I sent. Poseidon and I are only here to give you some dating advice, little sister.”
“Zeus and I have a way with mortals. Well, one of us more than the other, but we’re here for you, baby sister,” Poseidon agrees with amusement coloring his expression. “Where have you started your search? Strip Clubs? Titty Bars?”
I glare up at Poseidon. Of course he would ask that. The notorious playboys of all of Olympus here in the flesh, itching to get naked with the mortals.
“Why would I look there for a mate? Have you forgotten I’m a female? Those are the last places I would search. I mean, to each their own, but those are not places I intend to visit.”
“What about a club or a sports bar? Surely those aren’t too beneath you,” Zeus suggests, barely hiding his frustration. They have always teased me for being too closed off. We are truly opposites in every way. “Just say no to a golden shower, trust me on this one, sister.”
Zeus shudders but Poseidon isn’t done. He waves him off and leans in, his eyes twinkling with his teasing.
“If he is hung like a bull,” he adds, “he’s probably a descendant of the Minotaur.”