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“So, the power of love saved Earth?” Apollo asks.
“Yeah, essentially,” I say with a yawn. “Oh, heck, it’s late.”
Apollo turns to me with a grin. “It’s the week’s end, is it not?”
“It is, but we’re not married to the normal laws of work. We haveso muchto do, and we still haven’t explored my powers!” I say, throwing a chip at him.
It bounces off his chest and he picks it off the sheets to eat it. “If you don’t rest, your body will demand it in other, less savory ways.”
“Like getting sick, and burnout,”Charlie says from the nightstand.
“Charlie is right.” Apollo nods sagely. “Taking a day off is very necessary for your health.”
I worry my lip. “I did buy this place with the intent to relax more…”
“There’s no time like the present.” He grins.
“But my powers,” I say, pouting.
His eyes light up as his gaze flicks to my lips. “We will explore your magic thoroughly tomorrow, but no other work. Agreed?”
I smile. “Agreed.”
He settles in beside me. “Right then, so what’s next?”
twelve
Doucheturd Uninvited
Iturn on another one of my favorites,Alien. The calm, atmospheric opening is so soothing that I decide to rest my eyes a little bit. Somehow, “resting my eyes” turns into waking up to the credits rolling. My face is on Apollo’s chest and my hand is still in the bag of chips.
Jesus. How has it come to this?
You were just relaxing and letting go. No shame.
“That’s right, no shame,”Charlie chirps.
I roll over and look at the duck on the nightstand. “How the fuck are you in my head this early?”
“I’m always in your head when you’re within range.”
I scowl. “That’s gonna be a problem.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t want you, or anyone else, to know everything that goes on inside my head.” I sit up and cringe at the amountof chips I see littered on the sheets. These are going straight into the…
Fuck, there’s no laundry here.
“I promise I won’t tell anyone your inner thoughts. Don’t kill me, please,”Charlie quacks nervously.
“Oh my god, Charlie, I’m not going to hurt you. Just please give me some privacy. Or at least pretend to.”
I need to brush my teeth.
Apollo rolls toward me in his sleep and rests his hand on my side.
I glance at Charlie. “Is he really asleep?” I whisper.
