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This week's word prompt is "debut". We’re jumping ahead in the second book of The Gods of DC Series, Love and War. Athena and Mack will be hitting the virtual shelves on Christmas Day!
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*Warning - there are adult situations and language.**
Artemis motioned to the door. “I do need to go, though. The sun is about to set and you know how testy Apollo is when I’m late.”
Athena cracked a grin at her. “Because you always are.”
Artemis laughed as she wrapped Athena in a hug. “Take care and get this fixed before I have to do it for you. Okay?”
Athena squeezed her back. “Got it. Thanks.”
Athena watched as Artemis strolled to her motorcycle. She didn’t shut the door until the goddess was speeding down the road. She shuffled to the couch and sunk into it as her thoughts immediately fled to Mack. She should be infuriated and she was in a sense. But her need to see him again, to feel his lips against hers, to touch him overwhelmed any anger she held towards him. She remembered the contract she saw lying on his end table.
She slipped her cell out of her purse and swiped it open. She chose Ares from her contacts then quickly tapped out a text. When is your next fight?
She waited for a few moments. For all she knew he was in bed with Juliet. He sure as hell wasn’t working. There was a skirmish in the Middle East he was supposed to flame up so she could take over. That was four days ago before he reconciled with Juliet. Sometimes her brother was just useless.
She jumped up, startled, as the cell vibrated out a reply. When the hell have you cared about my fighting career? It’s not my debut, sis.
Her fingers flew across the screen. Can’t I support my brother?
Ares’s answer came quicker this time. You haven’t before. I fight in seven weeks.
Athena sighed as her heart weighed heavy in her chest. She couldn’t wait that long to be with Mack. She could try to drive to Georgia to find him but it would be a needle in the haystack kind of situation. Hell, she could just ghost there but it would be the safe effect.
She glanced down at the phone as it shuddered again. But I have faceoff with the son of a bitch I have to fight tomorrow night at one of the bars downtown.
She smiled even though she wanted to punch him for calling Mack a son of a bitch. You do?
The answer popped up almost immediately. The promoter wants photos for marketing and I guess making us pose in front of a crowd will get a rise enough for him to sell tickets.
Athena’s fingertips struck the cell. Can I come?
Sure. You can keep Juliet company. Starts at 7. We’ll pick you up.
Okay. Athena set her phone in her lap as she grinned. She only had one more night of agony while she craved her mystery man in the swamp. Tomorrow night at the bar she wasn’t going to let him go.