“Aaereon.” The soft word, drifting off of perfect lips, touched my ear like a spring breeze. “Aaereon.” I sighed. “Aaereon! Wake up!” I groaned.

Even goddesses can sound annoyed, you know.

I sat up, yawning, disentangling myself from the arms of the sleeping woman beside me.

She was beautiful, I give her that. Almost goddess beautiful, though don’t tell any of them that I said that. Unfortunatly, I had no idea what her name was. And I had a headache.

I looked up from Sleeping Beauty beside me and at the angy goddess by the door.

“Pull you pants on, Aaereon. Do you have any idea how long it took me to find you? Filthy.” She shook her perfect head in disgust.

I sighed and rubbed my temples, getting out of bed, rooting around for my pants.

When I found them I pulled a pen and a worn out scrap of paper from my pocket, jotting down a quick note for..whoever she was.

Gotta go. Work.
-Air

Then my cell number. And then I was off after the pissed off deity.