Got another 1500 words written, bringing "God of Blunder" to 7500 words. This was supposed to be a short little silly vignette to end the anthology, but nooooooooooooooooo......
Loki had gone from disapproving to mischievous. "I wonder how Special Agent Demitrijian would feel about your having a tryst with my cousin?"
"First of all, it would hardly be my first 'tryst' since I got here."
"Really?" Larry looked a little revolted.
I glared at him. "Guys who stick their dicks in water elementals and get cursed by them to die when they go to sleep should not throw stones."
Larry angrily grabbed his coffee, muttering, "You don't have to get personal about it, sheesh."
I turned my angry gaze back to Loki. "Secondly, I didn't have a tryst. The minute he took his shirt off, I was out of there. Had to take a cab home in the rain."