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them both lose everything and suffer for it.
    But Eryx had come back as a mortal man and had pledged himself to the woman who would become his wife. His soul mate.
    And he'd never been more annoying.
    Dionysus watched them wander into the bakery looking for him. Touching, giggling with each other, Eryx's hand on the small of Maia's, back pulling her in for a lingering kiss before they seated themselves. Looking like a pair of goddamned, horny teenagers at prom.
    "Hi, Dionysus,” Maia said, dropping a kiss onto his head before scooting in next to her smiling husband.
    Eryx could barely look away from her long enough to greet his own cousin. “Hey, coz. What's up?” And then he kissed Maia again. With tongue.
    Freaking newlyweds couldn't keep their hands off each other.
    Feeling a headache coming on, Dionysus passed a couple of coffees across the table to them. “It's about time you got here."
    "What's wrong?"
    "Me,” he replied, barely able to control his voice. “I mean, you. You did something to me. And I'm not happy about it."
    "What are you talking about?” Eryx asked, although he was only half listening. He was too busy drawing circles on Maia's palm with his finger to truly be paying attention.
    "You! After you two lovebirds got together, something went wrong with me!” He lowered his voice. “I've been having trouble ... performing."
    That got their attention. Both Eryx and Maia turned to him in shock. And he understood why. He was frigging Dionysus! The man who invented the three-way! He'd had sex every possible way known to man. He'd made improvements to the Kama Sutra . And he was suffering from a major case of wet noodle.
    "Seriously?” Eryx asked, hushed. “You can't get it up?"
    "Oh, Dionysus,” Maia commiserated, reaching a hand across the table toward him. “I'm so sorry.” Even she, a mortal, knew how important sex was to him. After all, he'd propositioned her a couple of times before Eryx sealed the deal. And won himself a few wallops from his cousin for his troubles.
    Dionysus took a deep breath. “Okay, here's what happened. You know me. You know how easy it is for me to..."
    "Corrupt minors?” Eryx interjected, giggling until Maia smacked him.
    "Could you be serious for just a minute?” Dionysus paused for the right words. “When you two got together, when I watched you sacrifice everything for each other, something happened to me. Not right away, but soon after. I could feel a change happening inside me. Then one day, I saw this really hot girl and took her home. When it came time to ... you know ... I couldn't."
    "So, this happened right after Eryx and I were reunited?” Maia asked.
    "Pretty much. I was already here in Toronto, and thought I'd stay a while before heading back to Olympus. I discovered this bakery, started coming for coffee. And right after that, it happened for the first time. And then again and then again.” He cursed under his breath. “I can't tell you how maddening this is."
    "Maybe it's the coffee,” Eryx suggested. “Too much caffeine."
    "I'm a god, dumbass,” he muttered. “I doubt caffeine is the issue."
    "They do say too much is bad for you,” Maia mused.
    "That's not it,” Dionysus said, ready to smack his head on the table. “There've only been a couple of things that have helped me grow, well, aroused."
    They stared at him, waiting.
    "Don't laugh, but if I think about getting married, I get hard. You know, kids and mortgages and picket fences and all that shit."
    Eryx exploded into laughter. “I'm sorry, dude,” he finally stammered, wiping the tears from his eyes. “It's just, sex is your life! If there were a patron saint of orgies, it'd be you."
    "I know. It's ridiculous.” He shuddered, chilled to the bone. “There's only one other thing that makes me stiff."
    "What?” asked his cousin. “Shopping for a starter home?"
    "No,” pouted Dionysus. He nodded toward Josie, who was running off her feet trying to single-handedly serve a lengthy