“But why /you/?” she mused. “He’s the trickster god, we’ve seen him shapeshift. He didn’t need to come /here/, to the place he got his ass handed to him before.”Tony’s eyebrows rose, and then he grinned crookedly. “Preeetttty sure he was already holdin’ a candle at that point,” he replied. “Unless he gets that concerned about everyone’s health which seems unlikely.”
Summer rolled over to bury her face against his hip, giggling again. “It’s that smart mouth. Nobody can resist the snark.” One finger poked at him. “Or maybe just that mouth. Did you start off by kissing him too?”