Releasing The Gods (The Titan's Saga #1)- Leia Stone Page 0,60

I’d be jumping for joy—this was a literal dream coming to life—but the memory of that town … of what Sickness did to it. I couldn’t find the same joy in that achievement.

It all just seemed so empty now.

“Ready?” Cronus’ voice pulled me from my daze

“Ready.” I stowed my phone, jumping up to follow him away from the rooms and toward the water.

“Where are we going?”

He just kept walking, not saying a word. As we turned the corner, I saw that there were three exclusive huts on the water, like on stilts over the water.

“Oh my God, are we staying there?”

Please say yes.

Cronus grunted. “The rooms were all booked. These are…” he mumbled something I couldn’t hear.

“What? Speak up, dude.” I ran to get closer to him.

He stopped and sighed. “Honeymoon suites. I told them we were newlyweds so they would sell us the honeymoon suite.”

Laughter bubbled out of me. “Oh, baby, you shouldn’t have.”

A smile twitched at the corner of his lips. “Come on,” he said, leading me toward the floating cabana.

Please, God, don’t let Hyperion find the other sins for like three days, minimum.

Excitement thrummed through me as I walked over the bamboo bridge that led to our hut. This was my first time in Bali, and staying in a honeymoon cabana with this bronze god was perfect.

#LetsMakeBabyGods #BegForIt

As I stepped into the hut, the scent of jasmine lingered on the breeze, then my eyes fell on Cronus, who was aggressively wiping flower petals away from the bed sheets and onto the clear Plexiglas floor.

I snorted. “Wow, this is incredible!”

The blue crisp water beneath us was vibrant and called to me.

“Who puts petals on a bed? Honestly?” Cronus looked annoyed.

I was loving every minute of it.

“Food,” I sang, holding up the bag. Someone was hangry.

Cronus’ gaze snapped to mine. The way to this man’s heart was through his stomach.

Twenty minutes later, both of us full and content, we lay back on the Plexiglas floor and looked up at the ceiling.

“I’m beat,” he mumbled, eyes heavy and lidded.

I nodded. “Me too, but I’ll never forgive myself if I don’t take a dip in the ocean.”

His eyes sprang open.

“Join me?” I suggested innocently. #YeahRight

“I don’t have swim shorts.” His voice was husky and low.

I shrugged. “Neither do I.”

I popped up into a standing position and peeled off my crop top. Ahh, it felt good to be free of the clothes I’d worn to fight Sickness.

“Maisey…” Cronus rumbled behind me.

I shrugged out of my jeans next, exposing my thonged ass right in his face.

“What?” I spun around to face him.

#InnocentAF

His eyes were practically glowing. “We need to focus.”

I shrugged. “I’m focused. I’m focused on swimming and then napping before we save the world.”

I turned then, doing a full-on model catwalk walk, giving him a view of my ass before exiting the cabana and going out onto the porch. #NoShameInMyGame

When I spun to invite him in one last time, he was right there behind me, shirt off and standing there only in his boxer shorts.

Sweet mother…

The muscles on this man's body were like the statue of David. I wanted to reach out and touch him, rip off my underwear and sit on him, but I remembered my promise. He would beg for it. Not me.

I took one last look at the Promised Land and then turned around and jumped in.

Warm water crashed around my body and it felt so refreshing. A second later, Cronus jumped in next to me.

He hadn’t said a word, he was just watching me, like an animal watches its prey.

“Have you ever been in love? I saw briefly in your memories but couldn’t get a good feeling for how serious it was.” His question shocked me; I hadn’t expected that.

This mofo knew every man I’d ever been with! I wanted to hide. Then I remembered he was a bajillion years old and had definitely slept with more people than me.

I shrugged. “I thought so, but once it was over, I think not.” Jonathon Waters was kind of just a douchebag who took my virginity.

“Love can be destructive. I’ve seen it ruin many humans,” he mused. “Gods and Titans too.”

I whistled low. “Rhea really did a number on you.”

He shook his head. “Maybe at the start, but really Rhea was a marriage born of duty. My duty to bear gods. I simply don’t like sharing, but I never truly loved her.”

That declaration shocked me a little. He seemed to care for her even now, but … I guess it