179 It's All Hers

Goddess Hera,

Let me tell you a secret. 

Do you know?

Every time I buy you a dress, a provoking thought crawls into my mind.

I wish I could select all of your clothes and press delete, and I so want to do bad things with you. 

Hera blinked in confusion and reread the message to make sure she read it correct. When the meaning behind his confession dawned on her, Hera blushed and then scowled. 

'What the actual fuck! God, he's so shameless at times.' 

"Yes, Mrs Hunter, you're always in my inappropriate thoughts," Hera heard his deep, raspy voice from behind and jumped in surprise. 

'Huh, how does he always read my mind?'