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Massivelyhuge.
Like—oh, hell.
LikeZeus Bergerhuge.
If that’s not my boss, then it’s his twin brother.
Trevor hands me a robe from behind his door, and I quickly wrap myself in it.
Much as Zeus has no boundaries, I really don’t want him seeing me naked.
The two of us watch as discreetly as we can while Santa Zeus unpacks an entire giant bag of presents. He starts whistling, which is a dead giveaway that it truly is Zeus.
Not many other six-foot-seven guys would don Santa outfits, have the nerve to break into someone’s house, and whistle Backstreet Boys tunes while they did it.
Trevor and I are both still staring when Santa Zeus abruptly spins, totally catches us, winks, and cocks a finger gun at us. “Merry Christmas from the quadzeuslets to their nanny of wonder. Trev, be good to her. I know where you live. So does my brother. And if you think I’m terrifying—”
“I don’t,” Trevor interrupts mildly.
I crack up.
Santa Zeus grins.
Then he giggles.
Then he plops down on the floor. “Fuck, I could fall asleep right here. Don’t tell Joey. Can I take a ten-minute nap before I go hit a few other houses? Just ten minutes. That’s all. Ten minutes.”
Trevor looks at me.
I stare back.
“Your brother Ares is terrifying…” Trevor prompts.
Zeus groans. “Shit. I got so tired, I didn’t finish the threat.”
“You wanna drop the kids off here tomorrow for a bit?” Trevor says. “Maybe let your whole household sleep for a few hours?”
Zeus blinks at him.
Iblink at him.
“What? I love kids.” Trevor grins at me. “Did I not mention that part?”
“You’re fucking—farking—freaking—shit. Gotta watch my language around the kids. One of us has to, right? And no fucking way I’m asking Joey to do it. She’s working so much harder than me, no matter how much I help. She gets to cuss her heart out. But you’re serious? You’d—you’d watch my kids for a few hours? I love them. They’re the best. They’reawesome. They’re—”
“Four babies, which is a lot,” I supply.
He giggles.
And then my giant boss half-sobs. “I have to be strong for Joey. She needs sleep even more than I do.”
“Merry Christmas, you big bastard,” Trevor says. “Drop them off here tomorrow. Go home. Sleep for eight hours. And then come get them.”
Zeus wipes his eyes. “That’s not why I brought presents.”
“We know,” I say quickly.
He eyeballs me, then Trevor, then me again. “Trev’s my friend. If you hurt him—”
