“Absolutely, because unlike Odysseus. I've got you,” I said with a grin.
"That might be the worst pick-up line ever," Thethys grumbled inside my mind.
"I agree with her," Zeph said, crossing his arms over his chest while he had a half-smirk plastered on his face. The wind stirred around him lazily, brushing strands of wet hair out of his eyes. “You’ve officially ruined one of the greatest Greek epics with your flirting.”
I shot him a look. “Shush, and let's focus on getting the hell out of this place."
"You have to admit you aren't as smooth as you think you are, mate."
“Uh-huh. Sure.”
Thethys’s laughter echoed softly through my mind, smug yet gentle. “You do realize he’s smirking like that because he knows you’re full of it, right?”
I groaned internally. “Do you ever not commen
