A Touch of Ruin (Hades & Persephone 2) - Page 35

He shrugged. “If I want you, I will find you.”

Still, Persephone didn’t feel like that was a good enough reason for her to not know he had a phone...or the million other things she didn’t know about her lover.

“You are displeased,” Hades said, and it wasn’t a question.

Persephone’s gaze lifted to his again.

“You embarrassed me.”

It was Hades’ turn to frown and his eyes softened. “Explain.”

“I should not have to learn about all your charities through someone else,” she said. “I feel like everyone around me knows more about you than I do.”

“You never asked,” he said.

“Some things can be brought up casually, Hades. At dinner, for instance—hi, honey. How was your day? Mine was good, the billion-dollar charities I own help kids and dogs and humanity!”

Hades’ was trying not to smile.

“Don’t you dare,” she

pressed a finger to his lips. “I am serious about this. If you wish for me to be seen as more than a lover, then I need more from you. A...history...an inventory of your life. Something.”

Hades’ eyes darkened, and he closed his fingers around Persephone’s wrist. He kissed her fingers.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “It did not occur to me to tell you. I have existed so long alone, made every decision alone, I am not used to sharing anything with anyone.”

Persephone’s gaze softened and she pressed her palm to his face.

“Hades, you were never alone, and you certainly aren’t alone now,” she pulled her hand away. “Now, what else do you own?”

“Lots of morgues,” he said.

Persephone’s eyes widened. “You’re serious?”

“I am the God of the Dead,” he said.

She couldn’t help it, she smiled. Their gazes held for a moment, and then Hades prompted in a deep, sultry voice, “Tell me, what else can I share with you now?”

Persephone glanced at the picture on his desk.

“Where did you get this?”

His eyes followed, and she knew it wasn’t because he had to be reminded about the picture. He was taking his time answering.

“I took it.”

“When?”

“Obviously when you weren’t looking,” he said, and she rolled her eyes at his humor.

“Why do you have pictures of me and I do not have pictures of you?”

His eyes glittered.

“I did not know you wanted pictures of me.”

She scoffed. “Of course, I want pictures of you.”

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