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Hades hoped it was code for something.
Like sex.
But Persephone was quick to dash that hope by rolling her eyes.“No, Lexa, it’s not code from something.” She took Hades’ hand and pulled him toward the kitchen.“We better get started!”
It occurred to him that she had gotten more comfortable touching him, and he wasn’t sure at what point that had begun, but he liked it.
Persephone’s kitchen was small and bathed in fluorescent light. She had already prepared a few things—bowls, a set of mismatched measuring cups, and a cookbook. Hades glanced at the page.
“We will be making sugar cookies?” he asked.
“My favorite,” she said, pulling her bottom lip into her mouth. He really wished she wouldn’t do that. It made him hard, and that kept him distracted.
Maybe he should tell her.
Except she was perfectly oblivious and instructed him to retrieve a list of ingredients. Despite the lack of storage, she had everything organized and directed him easily, like she was used to getting her way.
“Why do you put everything up so high?” he asked.
“It’s the only place it will fit. In case you haven’t noticed, I don’t live in a palace.”
He was well aware, thinking that he would very much like to see her bake in the Underworld kitchens.
Once she had everything on her list, he grinned proudly.
“What would you do without me?”
“Get it myself.”
Hades snorted. He would like to see that; she would have to climb the countertop, which would give him a great view of her ass.
“Well, get over here. You can’t learn from there.”
He pushed away from the counter where he was leaning and approached, bracing his arms on either side of her body, trapping her against the counter. He didn’t lean into her, but he thought about it. His dick was hard, and it would fit perfectly against that ass he’d just fantasized about. Instead, he pressed his lips to her ear.
“Please, instruct.”
It took her a moment to speak, and Hades smirked. He hoped she was just as distracted as him. What fantasies did she get lost in at night or at work while they were apart?
“The most important thing to remember when baking is that the ingredients have to be measured and mixed right or it could mean disaster.”
He heard what she said, but his mind was on other things, like shoving his hand down her pants to see how wet she was. His grip tightened on the countertop, but that only kept him from acting on his thoughts. It did not prevent him from pressing his lips to her neck and letting his tongue taste her skin.
Her breath caught in her throat, and she glared at him over her shoulder.“Scratch that. The most important thing to remember is topay attention.”
She shoved a measuring cup into his hand.
“First, flour,” she commanded, and he smirked. She took baking seriously.
He kept his arms around her as he worked. Measuring flour was like walking through ash—it clouded the air and stuck to the skin. When he had it in the bowl, he bent his head to hers, noting her rigid posture. Then he leaned in, and as his full erection pressing into her, and she laid her palms flat on the counter.
He raised a teasing brow.“Next?”
“Baking soda.”
They continued like that until all the ingredients were in the bowl and mixed into a batter. Persephone took that moment to duck under his arm, freeing herself from the human cage he’d created for her. She unstacked a set of sheet pans and gave him a spoon.
“Use this to scoop the batter and make them into one-inch…balls.”
