MOAB

Chapter 7: Gregoris @ 2.4x nhs

Chapter 7: Gregoris @ 2.4x nhs

Feminist. Powerful. Huntress.

Greg thought about Artemis. He had been soaking in everything about her for the past few weeks, trying to get inside her head.

But who was he to figure out a woman, one such as she?

Greg couldn’t even figure out his ex, so many years ago. He was frustrated and tense. Maybe he was too quick to agree on this project. Maybe he should go back to Hermes and explain the situation to him. He simply couldn’t figure the woman out!

Melpomene touched his neck, brushing her fingers gently on his skin. He felt a bit calmer, but not by much. “Unfortunately, I don’t think you are focused today, Greg,” she declared in quicktalk.

“Yes. You’re right. It’s, ah… Not a good day.”

“Did you get enough sleep?”

“Yes, six full hours. I feel rested, it’s not that. It’s the assignment.” Greg pushed some stuff from his desk away from him.

“Time for a distraction then?” Melpomene said naughtily.

Greg pffted. “Sure. Fine. It’s not like I’m getting anything done today anyways.”

“Blonde? Redhead? Or the regular one?” Mel asked, picking up the phone.

“Whatever. Blonde. No! Brunette. Yes, something normal. No augmentations. And young, twenty-something. Don’t know why,” he mumbled in quicktalk.

Mel raised an eyebrow, but simply acknowledged, “Coming right up.” Then she ordered a VIP call girl on the phone.