“Sorry. Sorry. Don't hit. Bitches be scary when they hit.”

“This was pretty much when the Guards behind me decided they were going to try to make me do this. And that is when I decided I was going to be hitting someone again.”

“I can’t believe Apollo hit me with a god bolt.”“I can’t believe Aiden punched him.”

“You’re speechless.” He chuckled. “I like that. And I also like you all feisty. Want to hit me again?”

“No. Sorry. You have spent months being the biggest jerk to me. You don't get to decide to like me one day and think I will forget that. I want someone to care for me like my dad cared for my mom. And you aren't him.”

“My brain must have felt sorry for me, so it’d created the only type of guy I could touch—a fantasy one.”

“But Apollo told me."The laugh that came out of me sounded incredibly bitter. "Of course he did. And where was Apollo when I was getting my ass handed to me, by the way?"A pained look crossed her face, and I immediately regretted saying that. "I'm sorry," I whispered. "He was probably off doing important god stuff." Or chasing nymphs.”