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Twice now, I have almost died here. Is another god responsible? What will they ask of me?
I spin around to face whoever orwhateverhas caught me. Immediately, I can tell the man is a god. On top of it, they saved my life…great. Now I owe him something.
Hermes grins at me like he’s all that and a bowl of Lucky Charms. His long, blond hair is braided back, and he wears snug jeans, a black, long-sleeved Henley, and biker boots. He has a day’s growth of stubble on his chin, which he rubs thoughtfully as if he’s trying to show off his chiseled jaw.
He dramatically sweeps a loose lock of his hair back into place, flexing his arm as he does. When I notice his deliberate peacocking behavior, he thinks I’m checking him out, and he puffs out his already massive chest.Weird.
Why does he want to impress me?
“Be careful there, little one. You wouldn’t want to owe another life debt,” Hermes says casually as he slides his arm around my back and ushers me away from danger.
“What do you want?” My voice is filled with wariness.
“Relax, baby girl,” he says with a condescending attitude that I would expect from a Greek god.
Baby girl? Stick with little one, you towering alphahole. At least that nickname is accurate enough for me to let it slide.
“I just saved your life, and I’m not even asking for your soul.”
How generous. I don’t know what it is about this god, but I want to punch him even if he wasn’t being an asshat.
“My soul?” I whisper. “So that’s all you gods want from me?”
He shrugs. “Depends on the god, I suppose.”
Everything about him rubs me the wrong way, and I catch his hint. “But that’s what you’re insinuating that Eros wants me for—my soul.”
“What do you think is going on?” Hermes arches his blond eyebrow. “Why would Eros spend so much time with you, seducing you into accepting him, if he wasn’t getting something significant out of the deal?”
I flush pink in embarrassment. Of course that makes more sense than the god of love actually liking me or thinking I’m valuable as a matchmaker.
“What do you gods do with the souls you win?” I ask. “Have us mounted on a trophy wall? Use it as a power source? What?”
He leans toward me, his voice is low and seductive. “We do whatever we want with you.” His finger trails down my cheek to my neck, moving toward my cleavage.
I jerk back and glare at him, knocking his hand away. “Why are you here?”
“Why are you?” he asks.
“Don’t try to confuse me.” I place my hands on my hips in defiance. “Just tell me what you want or threaten me or whatever you got going on and leave me alone.”
As fast as a viper, his arms wrap around my waist. Since he towers over me, he lifts me up so my chest presses against his. “Do you really want to be alone? Seems like you enjoy the attention of more than one male. Maybe you just need one to claim you. You need one of us to decide for you.”
“Damned malaka!” I curse and wail on his chest. It probably isn’t the smartest move, since I know I can’t really hurt him and will likely only irritate him. But I need to convey my lack of interest. “Fuck off!”
“Such a potty mouth.” He smirks as he gazes intently at my lips. “Good thing I don’t mind my women feisty, especially one built like you.”
I feel his hardness against my belly. He enjoys my squirming. “Put me down!”
“What do you really want, baby girl?” he whispers in my ear.
“I just said, you dolt!” I push on his arms. “What the fuck is wrong with your brain?”
His playfulness ends abruptly. One of his hands clasps my jaw, while his other enormous arm keeps me pinned against him. “Whodo you want?”
“That’s none of your business!” I snap.
He releases me, and I fall on my ass with a grunt.
