Dark Frost

Yeah, things were all kinds of messed up right now. Loki was out there somewhere, plotting against the Pantheon, along with Vivian, and the Reapers of Chaos were getting ready to rise once more. But right now, I was at the academy, safe, with Logan and my friends.

There would be time enough to worry tomorrow. About the Reapers, about Loki, and most especially about how I was supposed to kill the evil god. But today-today was about me and Logan and our feelings for each other.

"C'mon, Logan!" Carson called out from across the gym. "You can do better than that! Or do I need to come over there and show you how it's done?"

Logan turned around and glared at Carson, who just laughed. Then, the Spartan faced me again.

"What do you say we give them something to really cheer about, Gypsy girl?" Logan whispered.

I arched my eyebrow. "Bring it on, Spartan."

"Kids," Vic muttered in a fond voice.

And that was the last thing I heard before Logan lowered his lips to mine once more.