But leaving would mean putting any further exploration of his ancestry on hold.
“And what if I’m not ready to go?” Theo asked.
Andreas smiled. “Then, ξ?δερφε, tomorrow I can show you Demetrios’s journal in the museum archives.”
Cousin.He liked the sound of that.
“Think about it,” Andreas said, placing his hand on Theo’s shoulder. “And take your time with this.” He tapped the top of the box, and then left Theo in the room.
He took another look at the photo of the clay pot with the man holding the Minotaur’s head.
The vessel called to him, though he didn’t know why. And without another thought, Theo ripped out the page from the book, folded the paper, and tucked it in his pocket.
Chapter
Fourteen
Dani
Dani stood out on thepatio overlooking the city with the Acropolis lit up in the distance. They sure didn’t have places like this in Grand Rapids.
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes as she let it out. She’d hated how she left things with Theo earlier. One second, they were laughing and horsing around like old times. The next, she was reminded of the cold hard truth of their predicament.
And now she had to pretend everything about their situation was normal. Laughing. Drinking. Socializing with people who had no clue that she and Theo were still in deep, deep caca.
She sighed and then shuddered. Theo was right, not that she’d ever give him the satisfaction of knowing that—it had gotten a little chilly. But she wouldn’t ask for a jacket like she’d proclaimed she’d do earlier. Now that Theo had called her out for flirting with Andreas, well, she felt guilty.
Even though she wasn’t even the one who’d been flirting.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Theo said, sidling up next to her at the railing.
His presence startled her, and she jumped. How did she not hear him open the patio door?
“It’s incredible,” she said, pushing the other thoughts out of her head. “Now Ireallysee why you come here so often.”
Theo smiled, and he had a look in his eye that she couldn’t place. He seemed…relieved. Happy, even. A glimpse of the Theo she rolled around in bed with this morning. Which only made her feel worse about their argument over Andreas.
“Theo, about earlier—”
“We don’t need to talk about that now,” he said, holding his hand up to stop her. “Or ever. I was a jerk.”
“But I was a brat.”
“Yeah, what’s new?” he said, grinning.
She brought up her fist to punch him, but he shielded his shoulder and turned away. “I’m injured, remember?”
Oh, she remembered. Her cheeks flushed, picturing him in the bathtub again. But the heat was instantly overtaken by a cool breeze, and she shivered.
“Cold?” he asked her.
“Are you going to say ‘I told you so’ if I say yes?” she said.
His mouth twisted, clearly in an attemptnotto tease her for her outfit choice, and then he pulled her into his chest and wrapped his arms around her body. She immediately warmed up, in more ways than one.
“What’s gotten into you?” she asked, playfully.
“Andreas. I think he…I think we might be related.”
