Rhea nodded. “I smelled War and Sickness on him but not much else.”
“Where is the box?” Okeanos snarled.
Cronus stopped, his jaw set. “He’ll have hidden it. Might take us a hundred years to find.”
Umm, what?I’d be long dead by then and Zeus would have done gods knows what to the Earth.
Iapetos stepped forward and cleared his throat. “I saw Zeus retreating with the box after Cronus died, but … it looked damaged. There was a huge crack on one side. It definitely was faulty from the start.”
Oh fabulous, just what we needed! A freaking faulty box containing the world’s deadly sins and with a madman in possession of it.
Cronus stopped pacing, his brow furrowed in concentration. The moment that expression cleared, forming something a little more diabolical, Hyperion groaned.
“I know that look,” he said, watching his old friend.
Rhea grinned at her ex-husband. “You have a plan.”
#EyesOffBitch #Mine #HaircutComingRightUp
Cronus looked at them both. “I have a thought, but I need some time to consider a way that ensures he can’t betray us again. Something fair and tied up tightly to force Zeus’ hand.” The Titans were nodding with him, all of them on board with whatever he was going to suggest. “Meet here in the morning and I’ll let you know what we’re going to do.”
“You got it,” Phoebe said, sounding way too excited. One by one, they started to pop out of the space, until eventually it was just me and Cronus. Just as I was about to ask him what his plan was, and see if I could offer any suggestions, his hooded gaze raked over me. Slowly.
Heat traveled down my spine with that stare, until it pooled between my thighs. Without another word he closed the space between us, reaching for me. I was already moving to him, so he dragged me into his arms and with a pop we were transported to a bedroom hut on the ocean. The same bedroom hut we had last time.
“Are you sure it’s vacant?” I looked around, noting the bed was pristinely made, a single flower on the pillow.
He nodded. “I had Hyperion rent it for the month while we were having lunch.”
My eyes widened. “A month?”
That would have cost a fortune in dick cash. Not that I was complaining.
He nodded, trailing a finger across my collarbone. “It will take about that long for us to pick out a house.”
At first I wasn’t sure I’d heard him correctly. “A house?”
It was like winning the lotto to think about buying a house. I’d never lived much above minimum wage and near poverty.
“Yes,” Cronus whispered, his lips brushing across my skin. “Whatever one you want.”
My breath choked in my lungs, and I forced each pull of air in and out. “You want to buy a house with me?”
He threaded his fingers through my hair, pulling me closer. “Love, I want to doeverythingwith you.”
Whatever I’d done right in my life to deserve this, I was so fucking grateful.
“I want that too,” I returned softly.
#AllTheSexPlease #That’sWhatHeMeantRight
His head lowered, lips pressing against mine, and I had never been happier that we were on the same page. The ache in my chest that had instantly appeared when I lost Cronus didn’t disappear as soon as we got him back. It was taking me time to truly accept that he was alive and safe with me.
Being with him like this, touching and tasting him, it helped.
“I can’t lose you again,” I whispered, my voice a husky mess. Fucking baby hormones. I was going to be crying a lot, I could tell.
Cronus wrapped his arms around me and hugged me into his chest, holding me so tightly that I felt safe. The baby belly, despite its rapid growth, was actually still small enough to tuck snuggly between us, our little miss kicking away.
