Hermod smiled and kissed the top of Bast’s head. “Okay. I promise that I will always come after you and that I won’t leave you if you screw up. And you will do your best not to leave me if I screw up. We can make this work, bunny. I know we can.”
The last bit of what she said was a little harder to understand. Luckily, his friendship with Philotes had taught him how to decipher babbling. “We won’t go see my mother. I’ll just tell her about you so she’ll stop worrying about my love life.
“I’m not that young. I’ve got some good centuries behind me. Besides,” he said, kissing her again. “I’m starting to get into being with an older woman.”