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He laughed at that.

“Oh, the good old peaceful days,” he joked, making me punch his arm, that I had to say was barely concealed in his tight clothes.

I wanted to ask what his trousers were made of because it didn’t look like any leather I had ever seen before, his tight T-shirt being the same. The black material molded to his frame and showcased his muscles perfectly. The sight made me wish we were there already.

“So, this place we are headed to, does that mean we are going to see wailing ghosts all over?” I asked, instead of voicing my thoughts and adding…and will there be a bed?

“We will soon find out, won’t we?” he replied, nodding ahead at the giant stone arch that I could see marked the end of the winding road. One that had forests on one side in the distance, and mountains in the other.

“Don’t worry, I will protect you,” he said with a wink when he felt me shiver at the idea.

“Oh, good at fighting ghosts, are you?” I teased.

“Well, it’s true, I don’t have a proton pack or brown overalls but…”

“Coveralls,” I corrected, using the American term, something he chuckled at.

“Either way, I think we will manage,” he assured me, and I had to say, his confidence gave me hope at least.

Although the sight of that entrance didn’t. It looked like it was made up from grieving souls all twisted together and carved in pale stone. But at the very top was a hauntingly beautiful woman who was reaching out with her arms to what looked like carved waves beneath her.

“That’s Phaedra.” he told me, now seeing where my gaze was focused.

“Who?”

“A famous tragedy in Greek mythology, she was a princess and daughter to King Minos of Crete, becoming later a queen, as she married the famed hero Theseus, the King of Athens.”

“And let me guess, he broke her heart?” I said wryly, but he surprised me.

“No, she broke his when she fell in love with her stepson, Hippolytus.”

I gasped.

“Oh no, that’s bad… and icky.”

Jared laughed at my childish choice of words.

“Yeah, wasn’t the best of ideas,” he agreed with a smirk.

“And what about him? Hippo… er… whatever his name was, did he love her back?” Again, Jared laughed, something his brother seemed to grin about as he looked back at us, no doubt pleased to see his brother happy again.

“Phaedra was infatuated with Hippolytus, but he was devoted to Artemis, the goddess of chastity.”

I snorted a laugh.

“Well, she doesn’t sound like much fun.”

Jared pulled me closer and growled sexually,

“No, not at all,not like my own Goddess.”

I giggled and said,

“Why, Mr. Cerberus, are you just trying to get in my pants?”

“Always.”

I snorted a laugh, blissfully happy we were back to being this way with each other again. Despite all that had happened these last few days.