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Story: The Perfect Matchmaking
“The goddesses moved to a villa on the outskirts of Paris, now that Athena is traveling back and forth and settling into teaching at two universities.”
“I guess their domestic bliss is not what got you teary-eyed though?” Abby leaned closer and her beautiful, beloved’s fingers whipped away the remnants of tears that did spill.
“No, but they’re so happy. I’m…”
As lips followed the fingers, Sabine felt a smile blossom against her cheek.
“You are such a sap, Sabine. A big, nerdy, loveable sap. I love you so much. We will keep them safe, baby. I promise. They’ve had such a lousy go of it, they are due their happiness. It’s how the world works.”
“Darling, that is absolutely not how the world works?—”
“It should though, and we have some modicum of say about how it works in all things love and passion…” Abby’s eyebrows raised and Sabine bit her lip at the blatant invitation.
“Well, I already promised myself to keep an eye on them, but maybe I should be keeping my eye on someone much closer to me… Someone who thinks she has a say in how love and passion work…” It was Sabine’s turn to raise an eyebrow and tilt her head in the direction of the below-decks.
“Wow, so much innuendo and so many words when all I was trying to get you to promise is that you will make love to me… Soon...” Abby danced just out of Sabine’s reach and made her way down the oaken staircase and to their cabin.
Yes, Sabine thought as she quickly followed, not giving a damn about Zeus, or his girlfriend, or the entire crew of the luxury yacht. She had better things to do. And everyone else be damned. Except she’d send some flowers to Aphrodite and Athena for their six month anniversary. And maybe check in on Erato, see if she needed some help in that age-gap, Ice Queen romance of hers. Sabine did, after all, always feel responsible for the perfect matches her arrows enacted.