" Kiernan hoists one of the bags and slips the strap over my shoulder. I grab the other one, and soon I’m loaded like a pack mule, lugging two bulky military duffels in addition to my backpack.
Trey leans down to give me a goodbye kiss, but his lips are quivering with barely suppressed laughter.
“What?”
“You should see yourself. The toga, the sandals, and now this. You look like a short Greek Rambo.”
“Athena, Goddess of Modern War,” Kiernan cracks as they get into the car. And now they’re both laughing.
I pull up the stable point and blink out, now completely certain that the two of them riding in the same car was a very bad idea. "

― Rysa Walker , Time's Divide (The Chronos Files, #3)