Page 51 of A Sea of Secrets
I let go, the dam releasing until I was shaking so hard, that I collapsed against his chest while he came inside me.
He slid his finger through my hair and cupped my head, kissing me one last time before he laid my head against his chest. “My Princess,” he said softly. “My girl.”
“Yes,” I breathed contentedly. “Always.”
“Wakeup,KittyKayden,we’re having a slumber party!”
I groaned and cracked an eye open as Zane burst through my door, scaring my roommate half to death as they were rudely awoken from their slumber. They weren’t the only ones, either. I was having a lovely dream involving a certain angel.
Zane sat on my bed and looked at me expectantly, and I adjusted my morning glory with a glare. “What do you mean we’re having a slumber party? It’s the start of a new day, which I wasn’t yet ready to begin. Now if you don’t mind,” I grumbled as I rolled over, “kindly fuck off.”
The covers were ripped away from me seconds later, and I growled in protest as he slapped my ass and bounced away before I could strangle him.
“We don’t have time for you to be a Brown Bullhead! Starfish will be here soon, and we need to move into our new reef!”
“Brown Bullhead? New reef?” I sat up and rubbed the sleepy dust from my eyes. “It’s too early for your nonsense, Merman.”
“You,” Zane said, pointing at the other Potential doing his best to avoid Zane’s gaze.
The guy stared at him blankly. “Uh, yeah?”
“You’re in charge of supplies. Get some snacks from the cafeteria, as well as some coffee. Oh, and one of those custard tart things with the little berries? You know the one.”
“But I—”
“No time for butts unless it’s Starfish’s,” Zane said matter-of-factly as he pushed the guy toward the door. “And you’re definitely not as hot as her, no offence. Now off you go, there’s no time to waste!”
The guy looked at me, but I just shrugged. “Just go with it, it’s easier that way.”
“O-okay.”
Zane’s gaze snapped to me as he pulled two aprons with dolphins printed on them out of his pant pockets. “Now, you and me? We’re gonna get our new quarters in ship-shape. I’ll accept nothing less than your best bouldery efforts to arrange the perfect place for our girl.”
I eyed off the apron in disgust. “First of all, I’m not wearing that fucking thing. Secondly, why do you even have more than one?! And thirdly, why are we moving? All our shit is perfectly fine where it is.”
Zane scoffed. “We’re moving,” he said like I was slow, “because all the other silly sausages are ghost fish now, and because we can have a whole dorm room to ourselves. We need to keep the pod safe from the hooded guy. That slippery eel could be lurking nearby, just waiting to pounce on the starfish.”
“Shit. Good point. Okay, fine, we’ll move. But I’m not being your cleaning bitch just because you have a fancy apron.”
Zane waved it in front of my nose. “It’s for your angel. Think how happy she’ll be when she sees what we’ve organised. Besides, you’re not the only cleaning wench on deck. Follow me.”
I sighed, begrudgingly taking the stupid apron and allowing Zane to tie it around me. He had to hug me to put it on, and I didn’t miss the little nuzzle he gave me as he did. Then he zoomed out the door, and I had to run to keep up. The man really did mean business today. He led me up to the top floor, then down the hall to the room at the end.
“This,” he said with a grin as he opened the door, “is our new reef.”
Sceptical, I looked past him and then understood why we were moving. “It’s bigger than the others? And it has single beds rather than bunks.”
“Single beds that we can push together to make one big bed for… activities. And look.” He padded over to the window, pointing at a small balcony with a ladder leading to the roof. “Starfish has her very own launch pad! We can hold secret super pod meetings up there, too.”
I raised a brow, my lips pulling up in a smile. “I’m impressed, Merman. I have to admit, I’m pretty sure Fallon will love it.”
He beamed. “I did good?”
I patted him on the head as I walked back past him. “Ya did good, kid. Where are the others?”
“Oh, just regretting their life choices,” Noah said behind me. I turned to find him pointedly looking at his apron, then mine. “I see you also got roped into… whatever this is.”
“Yup. Just waiting on Twiggy and we’ll have the whole set,” I groused.
