“Good morning.” Bites lip hard.

“That’s not my name.”

“My name works perfectly, plus I like my name. I’m not a pet though.”

“Stop touching me. I don’t like being this pet of yours.”

Ummm. He’s moving to sit next to her. There will be none of that, strong perfume makes him gag. “Why are you being nice?”

“What you getting me for Valentine’s Day tomorrow?”

“Mulan would be so proud.” “Also don’t think I’ve seen father sing like this before.”

Old man must’ve found some viagra again.

“I’m boycotting Aphrodite and most of her children again.”

“How many siblings do I even have? Seems like every other week I see more.”

He’s waving his hand around his nose and giving a few coughs. “It smells. Can you try something that doesn’t make me gag?”

“N.O. I just told you I can’t breathe. Try something else.”

He’s going to wish extra hard tonight that Ares gets his head out of his own ass and gets back together with her. He’s taking a sniff. Nose wrinkles.

“Why would I do that?” Without even knowing he’s moving the brush up and begins running it through her hair.

“Neither have you.”

“You literally chase after the love Goddess. You go train.”

“Who missed me?”

“Damn.”