Page 42

The kiss is warm, slow, and devastatingly thorough.

His hand settles against my cheek.

He makes a low sound in his throat.

Then pulls back just enough to look at me.

“Zeus’s balls.”

I blink. “Excuse me?”

“An expression of profound frustration, little mortal.”

“You couldn’t just say damn like a normal person?”

“I am not a normal person.”

“Believe me, I’ve noticed.”

I smile.

“So the kiss was good?”

He stares at my lips.

“I’ve imagined that sensation a million times.”

“And?”

“Not one of those imaginings came close.”

My heart does something embarrassingly tender.

Then he grins.

“I fear you have created a very demanding god.”

I slide my fingers into his damp hair.

“Sweetheart, you were demanding before I kissed you.”

“True.”

He lowers his mouth again.

“But now I have considerably more incentive.”

And when he kisses me a second time, the lights flicker, the windows rattle, and somewhere in the hallway, a picture frame crashes to the floor.

Fantastic.

Apparently, my new roommate comes with supernatural side effects.

Chapter 6

Calla

Three days.