Page 138 of For the Love of the Gods

I laughed and said, “I’ll add it to the list.”

“Wait, you’ve called me insane. That’s close enough.”

“You are insane, you know.”

“Insanely in love with you.”

I turned around in his arms and groaned. “That was cheesy.”

Dominic smiled and I matched it. “It’s true.”

“I know,” I said, truly believing him. “I love you.”

“I know,” he said, then kissed me.

He kissed me under the setting Underworld sun, holding me to him like he was scared I’d leave. I pressed closer, as if to tell him with my touch that I’d never. Because not even the Fates could separate us now.

Epilogue

Rose

Saturdays were my favorite day of the week.

Now.

A morning full of good food and friends, maybe even a little foggy with a hangover.

My afternoons were spent how I wanted. And today, all I wanted was to sit on the back deck with Dominic.

So I was.

My legs were slung over his thighs, my chest turned towards him, while he told me a story about Raiden’s bachelor party. I had been at Belen’s and thought it was a mess, but apparently Raiden had thrown up everything in his stomach after eating breakfast too hungover.

Dominic was getting animated as the story went on, gesturing with his left hand, his wedding ring glinting in the sun as he showed the splash zone of Raiden’s digestive woes. He talked with his hands when he got carried away. It was fucking adorable.

I stared at him, still in somewhat of a state of disbelief. But any doubts I had could be swept away with the tiniest swipe of his thumb against my skin. He knew me. Could tell when I would get wrapped up in everything and—

“Sweetheart.”

Dominic had noticed me drifting. “I’m sorry. Please continue. I would love to hear more about Raiden spilling his guts everywhere.”

Dominic shook his head, leaning a little closer. “Not until you come back to me.”

I placed my hand on his cheek, the stubble tickling my palm. “I never left.”

“Good.” He kissed me, and if I hadn’t already refocused myself, that would have done it. There was no room for thoughts when his tongue swept into my mouth in a move that was so slow it was obscene.

My hand was around his neck, gripping hard, within seconds. Dominic pulled me almost entirely into his lap. The pressure didn’t cease though, just kept pushing like I wasn’t close enough.

“For the love of Zeus.”

Dominic tensed, pulling away from me quickly, then relaxed when he recognized the voice. We turned to see Lukas standing on our deck, wiping a stray water droplet off his shirt.

Lukas wasn’t wet, not really. It was a constraint of his power, that he could only jump between points in water, but it never affected him unless he let it. He probably crawled out of our bay if he made it to the deck without us noticing. Or rather while we were distracted.

“You two are ridiculous,” Lukas chastised, looking down at our tangled bodies.

“Can wehelpyou?” Dominic asked. His irritation was shared. But he was the one trying to conceal a hard on under my thigh.

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