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incredulous expression.  “Yeah because you and Hera have never made mistakes in a panic.”
    He haughtily crossed his arms against his chest, bulging his biceps.  “Like a mere demigod is going to make me panic.”
    I eyed him levelly.  “He’s been in purgatory for eons because of you.  The one thing that’s probably kept him company is plotting your revenge.  I’d be worried.”  He couldn’t lie.  I could see the disquiet shimmering in his lightning eyes.
    He cursed and dragged his fingers through his hair until it stuck up in different directions.  I could see the gears turning in his head, probably concocting some outlandish attempt to stop Ixion.
    In a split second decision I gripped his face between my hands, shocking him.  And me.  It was the first physical contact we’ve had since he scared and injured me during Hecate’s spell.  “Don’t do anything stupid Zeus.”  This was also the first time I used his real name. 
    His blue eyes seared into mine, full of longing and pain.  It was almost enough to make me cry.  “What would you have me do Hartley?  I have to do something .”
    I rolled my eyes.  Gods are so impatient.  “Please just lay low for a while.  Let Hayden come to you with a plan.”
    “Do nothing?”  Disbelief laced his tone.  “I’m not one to stand back and watch things unfold.”
    No shit.  That was how he always found himself waist deep in trouble.
    “Yes nothing.”  I let my thumbs caress his cheeks a tiny bit.  “For me. Please.”  It was dirty, but I wasn’t opposed to flirting to get what I wanted.
    His brows furrowed.  He couldn’t handle it any more than Hayden could. “Fine.  For now.”

Chapter 3
     
     
    Hayden
    My eyes fluttered open to a darkened room—and an empty bed where Hartley should have been.  Damn it.  I didn’t need to search the house to know she wasn’t in it.  Of course not because she was in Mt. Olympus, spilling her guts to Zeke and possibly Hera.
    My jaw flexed as I threw the covers off and positioned myself on the edge of the bed, waiting.  I could already feel my fire eyes igniting.  Hell, they were casting shadows on the wall in front of me. 
    If Hartley thought I was going to let this slide she’s got another thing coming.  No amount of pouting would get me to back down.
    Who was I kidding?  She’d probably have me caving in seconds.
    No.  No.  I’d be strong.  I was the freaking god of the Underworld.  I could withstand Hartley the demigod.
    I felt it the moment she returned—and smelled a bit of coconut.  Aphrodite was going to be lucky if I didn’t singe her pretty blonde hair next time I saw her.
    The bedroom door slowly creaked open as Hartley tiptoed in.  She immediately halted when she caught sight of me awake, flaming.
    “Oh.”  She shut the door behind her.  “Busted.”  She bit her bottom lip to hide the naughty little smile trying to escape.
    Damn her she so sexy.  It took a lot of effort to keep desire from reaching the surface.  And then my eyes focused on what she was wearing and my anger brightened the crimson in my eyes.  “You went to see my brother dressed like that, in your pajamas ?”
    She made a face.  “Yeah.  I didn’t really think about it at the time.”
    “I’m sure he did.”  I could picture him ogling her bare skin, a lightning storm flashing in his eyes.
    “It’s not like we were alone.  Aphrodite was there.  And Dionysus.  Oh and I saw Apollo.”
    My brow arched.  “Was Hera there?”
    She shook her head, a gleam of anger entering her own eyes.  I wasn’t sure if it irritated me more the reason for her trip was solely my brother and had nothing to do with her mother. 
    “Why’d you go?”  I tried to keep my voice from deepening.
    Hartley shot me a look that said ‘isn’t it obvious’ while she trudged toward her desk.  She peeled off her hoodie, leaving her in just the shorts and tank top she had on when we went to bed.  I