QUOTE : You okay to make it back to the bed?”<br /><br />I nodded. “It’s not my fault. Leon—Apollo—whoever he is—didn’t fix me right. Godly powers my—”<br /><br />“I did fix you, but you were dead. Give me some credit,” Apollo said.<br /><br />I jumped, smacking my hand on my chest. Apollo sat on the edge of the toilet seat, one leg crossed over the other.<br /><br />Beside me, Aiden bowed stiffly. “My master.”<br /><br />“Oh, my gods,” I said. “Seriously. Are you trying to kill me again by giving me a heart attack?”<br /><br />Apollo tipped his head at Aiden. “I’ve already told you. You don’t need to do the ‘master’ and bowing business with me.” Little sparks of electricity rimmed those all-white eyes. “Why are you out of bed? Doesn’t getting stabbed warrant some downtime?” He smiled at Aiden, who was now standing. “She really is hard to take care of, isn’t she?”<br /><br />Aiden looked a little pale. “Yeah…”<br /><br />“I… I felt gross.”<br /><br />Apollo disappeared from the bathroom and popped up behind Aiden. Marcus took a step back, his eyes wide. He bowed too, and I really thought for a moment that Marcus was going to drop to his knees.<br /><br />“Good gods,” Aiden said under his breath as he led me out of the bathroom.<br /><br />I stared at the hulking god in the corner of the room as I climbed back into bed. “Did anyone know about this?