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This were with Apollo in the next Gods of DC book. The word prompt this week is “jar”.
**Warning - There is adult situations and adult language.**
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Apollo glanced around at the bookcases that surrounded them. The place was cavernous and the books seemed to go on forever. Knowing Aunt Hestia, they did. An oversized, antique jar of ambrosia sat on an old table behind the sofa. This might have been the first time he had been in this room in his existence. He’d only been in this house once or twice since Zeus evicted them from Olympus.
His thoughts drifted back to his mystery surfer. He could still taste the salt of the ocean and the man’s kiss on his mouth. Those dark eyes the color of melted chocolate continued to hypnotize him. How he survived those waves still baffled him. Then he disappeared into thin air.
Fuck, the god would do just about anything to see him again.
“Earth to Apollo. Come in Apollo.”
Apollo looked up at Freddy to find the leprechaun grinning at him. Freddy continued. “You okay, bud?”
Apollo blinked a couple of times to get his thoughts back together. “Yeah, of course I am.”
Apollo sighed. “I couldn’t pass up the waves, man. I hate seeing Aunt Dee in that much pain but the effects on nature made for a wild ride. There was a guy there on the deserted beach. Before I could stop him, he ran for the surf. I went in after him. There is no way a mortal man could survive that. After awhile, I gave up and went back to shore. I hated myself for letting an innocent end up like that. But next thing I knew, the surfer was there beside me and he was kissing me.” Apollo instinctively skimmed his finger across his lips at the memory. “Then he was just gone without a trace. I’m wondering if I imagined the whole thing.”
Freddy cocked his head at Apollo. Bryn leg out a sleepy sigh. “I think you hit on the word. Mortal.”
Apollo frowned at him. “Mortal.”
“Juliet. Mac. Me. We’re here and we aren’t mortal. What if your mystery surfer wasn’t mortal?”
“What could he possibly be?”
Freddy shrugged. “Elf? Mermaid? Who knows? Possibilities are as endless as your existence on this planet. So I’d keep looking if I were you.” He turned to the window. The sky outside had lightened a little. “And it looks like you’ll have the perfect opportunity soon.”
Apollo chuckled as he crossed the room. He pressed a kiss to Bryn’s cheek. She giggled in her sleep as he did so. He clapped Freddy on the shoulder. “I guess I had better get to work. Give everyone my love.”
“Of course. Be careful out there, sun god.”
Apollo hurried across the room to the great hall. He glanced one last time at the father and daughter before he raced out of the castle.