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“That isnota sexy thing to say.”
“Then why are you blushing?”
My hands flew to my heated cheeks, deepening my embarrassment.
Crash!
“That’s enough,” Alex barked, kicking away his toppled chair. “Don’t turn your shit around on her. This is your fault. Apologize to her, then put these six back the way they were.”
“Who says he has to?”
It wasn’t Jason who spoke.
Dimitri rose to his full height. All smoking hot, bright-eyed, enigmatic inch of him. “You going to make him, Golden Boy?”
“Because we’d love to see that,” Sebastian added, rising out of his chair.
Grinning away, Jason stood up too. “Oooh, are we about to do this? Excellent. Fighting is my next favorite thing after loving.” He winked at Penelope. “If I lose, I’ll need tending and comforting. If I win... then I’ll leave it up to you to decide a hero’s prize.”
Daciana didn’t need to say it.Ismelled the arousal coming off that daughter of Athena.
“You don’t want to pick this fight.” Alex stepped into the aisle, eyes sparking with the power of Zeus himself. “It’s not one you can win.”
The Hell Boys—minus Castor who was once again fast asleep—advanced on him, cracking their knuckles.
“We’ll see about that.”
“No,” said a dry voice. “We won’t.Sleep.”
Alex crumpled like old laundry, collapsing on the floor.
“Sleep, sleep, sleep.”
The Hell Boys went down quicker than bowling pins. Jason took out a desk on his way down, flipping it on top of him.
I spun around. Hondros and Vasili stood at the door, calm in the face of half the girls’ screaming, asking Jason and Alex if they were okay.
Vasili turned his sights on the high, out-of-control Sisypheans.
“Sleep, sleep, sleep—”
“Wait, sir,” someone cried. “Let me get him down first—”
“Sleep.”
The novice fell from the shelves, hitting the floor with a terrible thud.
“Ouch,” Daciana hissed. “That broke something.”
Vasili made short work of the rest, leaving us all sitting in horrified silence. His gaze swept over us. “That was your last warning, novices. Pray we don’t have this discussion again.”
Last warning? When was the first one!
Vasili left.
“Son of Hypnos,” Tycho murmured. “God of sleep. I never met one before. Kind of hope I don’t again.”
“Now,” Hondros began, stepping over the pile of sleeping Hell Boys in his path. “Let us begin with chapter four...”
