Hermes
Paige and I shuffled in behind a group of tourists into the parasailing company's small metal building. We checked in and waited on worn, wooden benches in front of a TV for a safety video. Silly humans had to be concerned with how the parachutes worked and what to do in an emergency.
I leaned forward, resting my arms on my legs, trying not to yawn. This was my domain...air. What did I care about safety and such. No other god was as swift as me. All my life though I had to prove myself with other gods, with mortals, with myself. I was drawn to Paige and I could tell she wanted me too. The scent of her musky scent increased whenever I was near. Tingles spread through me whenever we touched and I'd seen her eyes widen in response, so I know she felt it too. But why was she pushing
