He debated coming out into view so soon. He wanted to w.mood sour, turn as nasty as his own. She shouldn't be frolicking around like some prepubescent nymph. It made her even more desirable, another thing to hate her for.
She couldn't soothe those waves right now as he let them storm and circle the beach. One of the camera men looked out to the sick churning water. "Should we leave? It lookslike a hurricane." Poseidon could take out the whole island if he felt like it, drown it like he had Atlantis.