There was definitely something between us, deep and real and damned inconvenient. Corpses. King of the Underworld. Fire and ash and death. You do not fancy Hades! 'Well, I don't think I've got it quite as bad as you,' I said as casually as I could. Fire flashed in his eyes, and I regretted my words immediately. 'Is that right?' he said, his tender, open expression vanishing and a predatory hunger replacing it. He seemed to grow in front of me, his shoulders filling out, his eyes flashing with desire. 'Let's put that to the test, shall we?'
