The Blonde and the Bootlegger: A Percy Jackson story

The Ogygia

Piper was a dazzlingly beautiful girl with chocolate brown hair cut into a choppy bob.

Her eyes changed color like a kaleidoscope: brown, green, then blue and she wore a slinky black evening dress

Piper's singing caused every man in the room to fall in love with her but I knew that her heart belonged only to Jason.
Then She walked into the Ogygia. Her arrival was later than I had expected but Annabeth Chase was a girl worth waiting for.
She was wearing a seafoam colored silk evening dress and red satin shoes which suited her blond hair and porcelain skin perfectly.

Her hair was worn up in soft waves and ringlets and wispy bangs and her lips and cheeks were rouged a bright red.

With her pale skin, exaggeratedly rosy lips and cheeks, and pretty, delicate features, Annabeth looked like a doll. The only thing that took away from this effect was her grey eyes which were stormy and intimidating.
"Seaweed Brain," she called over to me as she walked towards my table.
"Good evening Wise Girl," I replied.
Annabeth and I had known each other since we were twelve. We both used to summer in Montauk. My ma and I in a run-down cottage that we would save all year to be able to rent. It was the only time of the year that we could get away from Gabe Ugliano, my useless pig of a stepfather. That summer, Gabe had gotten on the wrong side of some Titans, members of the gang that fought with the Olympians for control of New York, and was found floating face down in the Hudson. I guess I had to be grateful to the Titans for that.
Annabeth's family stayed in a giant white birthday cake of a mansion that her parents had designed. Frederick and Athena Chase owned the most successful architecture firm in the state and Annabeth's dream was to follow in their footsteps. She was being groomed to take over the company someday.
The nickname "Seaweed Brain" came from when we would go swimming and I would get seaweed in my hair. I started calling her "Wise Girl" because she was always armed with some smart-ass comment.
"May I have this dance, Wise Girl?" I asked when the band began to play a slow, romantic foxtrot.
She took my hand and I lead her to the dance floor. We danced until the early hours of the morning. Time flew by quickly at the Ogygia and passed without you knowing it. Dancing with Annabeth, I knew that everyone was looking at me and thinking "lucky guy."

"Sure you're not afraid to be seen with someone like me?" I asked her as we walked back to the room I had rented for the night.
Annabeth made the little smirk that always drove me crazy.
"You're not as tough as you think you are, Seaweed Brain," she replied, standing on her tippy toes to try to kiss me.
"I'm a dangerous man, Annabeth. Every guy in the Titans wants to kill me."
In my line of work, saying I'd made a few enemies would be putting it mildly.
"Do you think I give a damn about the Titans?"
She gave me a kiss that was sweeter than nectar, so sweet that I felt myself coming down with a toothache. None of the girls I'd ever kissed before had that effect on me. It had taken me years to figure out that Annabeth loved me and that I loved her. Gods, how stupid I was.
"The guys and I are leaving on another rum run tomorrow night."
"Be careful, you how I'm scared to death whenever you go off on a job."
"I'll be back by the end of the weekend; I'll call you to let you know I'm safe."
"I'm spending the weekend in Montauk with my parents. Call me at their house there."
"What would your parents think of me calling you?"
"They don't have to know, just like they don't have to know I was here tonight."
She pulled me close into another kiss and I lead her into the room I had rented for the night.

That night was the first time we went to bed together. When the sun rose in the morning, I awoke to the sight of its rays dancing among Annabeth's golden hair which was spread across the pillow next to me. Her pale skin glowed in the dawn and her face had a blissful, serene expression with a slight flush to her cheeks.
If anything could be more beautiful then I couldn't imagine it.
The morning had come and I knew I had to go. Later that day, I would meet up with Jason, Leo, and Frank and we would drive across the border once again and smuggle back more crates of booze. I all wanted to do was stay in that hotel room and let the rest of the world go to Hell.
Annabeth stirred on the bed beside me and began to wake up.
"Good morning, Wise Girl," I said to her.
"Good morning, Seaweed Brain," she replied.
"How are you feeling?"
The night before had been her first time and I was afraid I might have hurt her.
"I'm just wonderful."
She lay back against the pillows and let out an ecstatic sigh. Looking into each other's eyes, we both wondered what we had been doing with our lives before we loved each other.
"Promise me you'll be safe," she said, "Promise me you won't do anything too reckless. Promise me you'll come back."
"Nothing could keep me away from you, Wise Girl," I answered, kissing her forehead, "I will always come back."

A/N thanks to homielonglegs_ for inspiring me to write. I'm not sure if I should continue with this story or just keep it a one chapter thing. Are there any plot threads I set up that you wish me to continue with?

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