“Get away! Scram!” The date was going so well, and he didn’t want a few giant goldfish to get in the way. Why nature had such a draw to gods and goddesses, he had no idea. But the fauna’s fawning had always been an annoyance, even in the woods at Mount Olympus. Who wants hummingbirds nesting in your hair? At least these modern buildings kept them at bay. The twenty-first century had some conveniences, even if it lacked magic or imagination. One of them was the culinary achievement of salad. This place had the most exquisite blend of herbs and vegetables, almost rivaling what he found in the forests of Mount Olympus. Syrinx brushed past him, enticing him with her fresh, floral scent. She pulled her chair out and sat down elegantly, crossing her long legs. He’d always loved her elegance and the way she could sit perfectly still, like a fawn listening to the wind. Her eyes strayed to the koi pond, but he’d quelled the little beasties. Confusion registered in her perfectly shaped eyebrows.
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