It washer.
Her attention, her permission.Her consent.
“Theo...”
“Just one dinner.I think we’ve both had a rough day, and if you really feel like what happened between us...was...a mistake, then let it be my apology.”
She twisted her lips as he took two steps closer to her.
“And after tonight, we can start fresh.Forget...forget last night.If that’s what youwant.”
Calliope felt conflicted.She wasn’t certain what it was she wanted.So, for the moment, she focused on what sheneeded.And Theo was right...she did need to eat.
“Fine,” she said matter of factly.“But I am picking the restaurant.”
Theo smiled.“Of course.Anything you want, Princess.”
The words soothed Callie once more.No four words had ever made her feel so...so...
Theo slid his hands in his pockets.“Promise I’ll have you home before bedtime, this time.I mean, it is a school night, right?”
Calliope rolled her eyes as she headed for the office.
“Mhmm.Let me grab my purse first, please.”
Theo nodded as she headed for the office, shutting the door briefly.She turned off the tape footage, if only because she felt as if it was truly going nowhere.The only lead she had was that whoever had stolen the a diviner was a supernatural shifter, and she was uncertain what sort of motive one supernatural shifter would have to break into a gallery and steal a diviner.It didn’t make sense.The diviner itself had been buried for years, and the only others in existence were in Heaven or Hell.No one used them anymore.Well, no one she knew, anyway, aside from Mars and that had been out of dire circumstance.
Mars...
She stopped for a moment as she thought about the God of War and his recent predicament.His appearance in the presence of the diviner—with Lorelai in tow—had shown him his fate in the midst of losing his power, and as such had shown him the way to redemption.
Could the assailant be in some sort of trouble?Perhaps losing their divine powers?
Chuck may have been an option as far as supernatural shifters went, but Mars was also a valid source of intel.For starters, he was close with Chuck, and may be able to tell hersomethinguseful in terms of the shifters themselves, perhaps even help her narrow down thetypeof shifter.But Mars had firsthand experience with a loss of power and needing a diviner, so perhaps he could shed some light on the situation as well.And he was a ratherastutegod.His attention to detail was better than most gave him credit for.
And so Calliope rationalized she would call Mars.In the morning, of course.She was rather hungry and did not want to keep Theo or her stomach waiting.So she grabbed her purse and hurried out to find Theo staring at the empty space.
“What color was it?”he asked faintly.
“The diviner?It has no color, truly.Its color appears differently for different...beings.”
“What color do most people see?”he asked.The faintest shimmer of violet strobed across the glass, a trick of the light most likely.
“Humans won’t see anything more than a crystal, unless they are divined to be fated to a god or goddess or being of divine nature.”
“So, this—” He pointed to the empty space, the specs of debris collected in the velvet.
Calliope moved closer to see what he was pointing at.She got close, looking into the glass.Beneath the light was the faintest collection of dust.Glittering and iridescent.Divine crystals, left in haste, most likely.
“Should be crystal to me, right?”he asked.
Calliope looked up at him in shock.“You see a color?”
Theodore nodded.“Yeah, I do.”
His gaze held hers for a moment and she realized how close they actually were.
Her gaze drifted to his mouth.His perfect, pouty lips.Lips she knew just what they felt like against her own, grazing her skin.Bringing her to release.
