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Yeah, you can still hear the hum of the city down below. But you also feel removed from it. And if you completely lose yourself in the meal, and the conversation, and family—or at least in a couple of strong drinks—you can pretend you’re in Greece somewhere, eating under the same skies the Spartans looked up at.
The staff is still setting the dining area up. Ya-ya stops supervising and breaks away to come over and give me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek when she spots us. Then she turns and reaches up on tiptoe to pat Castle on the cheek, calling him her “Apollo”—a nickname she recently gave him, given his height and blonde hair and…yeah…his good looks.
It’s seriously Greek mythology all the way down the line with this fucking family, I swear.
Castle pats my shoulder and heads over to where Cillian and Una are chilling with drinks in all their dark gothy glory. I’m about to grab myself one when Kratos appears, handing me a beer.
“Mind reader,” I smirk, knocking my bottle to his and then taking a sip. When my brother keeps eyeing me as he slowly works on his own beer, I arch my brow.
“Something on your mind?”
“You could say that.”
“Well, don’t keep me hanging. Spit it out.”
“What the fuck were you doing at Elsa Guin’s apartment the other night?”
I choke on my beer, caught off guard.
“What? I wasn’t.”
Kratos gives me an “oh-please” look.
“You were. Donnie Petrakis’ kid Theo told his dad you scared the piss out of him over there.”
Shit. I’d completely forgotten about threatening Theo Petrakis and Nick Eliades with telling their dads about the weed.
I frown, arching a brow at Kratos.
“Wait. Did the kid seriously rat onhimself?”
My brother smirks. “Apparently so.”
“What a fucking moron. Donnie seriously better straighten the kid out if he ever wants him to lead.” I shake my head, drinking my beer. “I mean who fucking squeals onthemselves—”
“So?”
I glance back at him. “So…what?”
“So, do you want to tell me why you were over there at ten o’clock at night?”
I shoot him a skeptical look. “Why do you think? Ares wants to head hunt her away from Crown and Black to work exclusively for us on a full-time basis.”
“Yeah?” he grunts. “Well I’m pretty sure that youfucking herisn’t part of his game plan to win her over.”
I feign righteous indignation.
“Just what exactly do you think I am?”
“Kind of a whore, if we’re being honest,” Callie interjects as she joins us with a smirk on her face and a cocktail in her hand.
“Well, fuck you, too,” I mutter as Kratos chuckles along with her. “Let’s break outyoursordid personal life, Callie.”
She shrugs, taking a sip of her drink. “Me? I have no sordid personal life. But don’t worry, Hades, yours is sordid enough for all of us!” She smacks me affectionately on the arm.
“Yeah, keep talking shit and I’ll rat you out to Ares about that drink.” I nod at the glass in my twenty-year-old sister’s hand.
“You wouldn’t dare.”
