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212 pages, ebook
First published August 6, 2012
"Fine. I've been a bitch. I'm sorry."
"It would be a better apology if you weren't snarking it at me." He rolled his eyes and left the room.
Poseidon stopped and breathed in a heavy sigh, annoyed. "I am considered the God of the Sea, Grace. How do you suppose you'll survive this?"
He rolled his eyes at me and preceded me out the door.
My own eyes narrowed with suspicion. I wasn't going to rule out the idea that my mother had grown tired of my crap and was going to just off me. "I'll go, but if I think for an instant that you're going to let me drown, you are… Okay there's nothing I can do. But I'm going to be pissed," I warned.
"Duly noted," he replied with mock sincerity.
Hephaestus was what everyone imagined a demi-god to look like - black hair, piercing blue eyes and a body that showed strength and power. I heard he kept it so short because it was curly and he didn't want anyone to think him soft.
"Well now that that bit of awkwardness is over, what are we doing here? With all of the arguing and waving of your collective junk at each other to see whose was bigger, you never did tell me."
"Waving our collective junk at each other?"
I gestured to my lady parts and shrugged. His eyes widened and he stepped back with a look of horror. "My gods do you have absolutely no manners or humility whatsoever? You are one of the foulest mouthed, chicken brained people I've ever met in my extensive years. You say the first thing that comes to your mind and be-damned the consequences. The thought of bringing you into a diplomatic situation fills me with dread, Grace. Dread."