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She might have passed out. She thought she had. When she came to again, she lay naked on the bed. The golden droplets were all gone. Instead August lay on his side next to her, head propped on his hand.

He smiled wantonly at her.

“Now do you believe me?”

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

“That was the dirtiest sex in history,” Lia said, lying across August’s seemingly human chest.

“Top ten at least.”

“You went in places you’re not supposed to go,” she said. “Will I need to see a gynecologist? Or a metallurgist?”

“Want to do it again?”

“Yes, please,” she said.

August wrapped them in his wings, and she held out a hand to stroke the walls of the feathery cocoon.

“I’m so afraid I’ll wake up tomorrow and this will all have been a dream,” she said.

“I just made insane love to you in the form of liquid gold. And you still doubt?”

“It’s not doubt,” she said, rising up to look down at him. “Only fear.”

He stroked her cheek and grinned.

“Nothing to be afraid of. I’m here now,” he said softly. “I’m not going away. And if I do, I will take you with me.”

“Yes, very sweet. But how did you talk your family into letting you back in?” she asked.

“Mother’s behind all of this,” he said. “I had a feeling she was when I saw the statue of her on your mantel. She arranged for the Rose Kylix to come into your possession. She knew it would get my attention.”

“She was playing matchmaker.”

“Of course she’d pair me up with one of her acolytes.”

“I didn’t even realize I was,” Lia said.

“Mother said all she ever wanted was for me to learn how to really love so I’d know how wrong it was to play with hearts. When I gave up my freedom to help you and you chose my happiness over getting yourself out of trouble... Well, Mother thinks I’ve finally learned my lesson. She’s very happy I found a girl who loves me.”

“I do love you,” she said, gazing down at him in adoration. “Although I am so furious at you for not telling me you’re bloody Eros.”

“I tried telling you a, oh, million ways,” he said. “I mean, come on now, Lia, I named myself August Bowman.”

“I was told August was short for Augustine, not a synonym for ‘exalted.’”

“You didn’t want to believe,” he said. “That was the problem.”

“I do believe now, though. I think.” She scratched her temple.

“I’ll make you believe,” he said, and dragged her down to his chest again and held her tight to his body.

“What happens now? Never been in love with a Greek god before,” she said, smiling. She really had gone mad. It was fine. August was here, being completely mad with her.

“I’m supposed to keep a low profile, but as long as I do we can come and go as we please,” he said. “And you’ll be treated like Ganymede, the beautiful youth the gods found so lovely that Zeus took him up to live in Olympus.”

“As long as I’m with you,” she said. She thought of something and hated to bring it up but...she had to know.

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