Excerpt of Fish Out of Water
I smooth down the silky
material that James informed me are called pajamas. Apparently,
two-leggeds do not make a practice of sleeping in the same close they
face the day in.
Well,
except for Brendan, who doesn’t appear to sleep in clothes at all. A
merperson could never get away with such a feat, since there is always
the possibility that the water might carry us away from our bed, and
there are laws against such exposure.
Still,
I will forgive Brendan this trespass. I have to, for my sisters’ sake.
He may not be the best choice for the next merking, but I don’t need him
to be. I only need him to be our present savior.
First, I need to make him fall in love with me, though. And somehow figure out how to fall in love with him.
Smoothing
down my pajamas and my hair for the umpteenth time and approach
Brendan’s closed bedroom door. I’ve never had a relationship before. Men
admired me from afar, but my father would never have permitted their
allowance into my presence without my direct request. And I never had
time to even think if I wanted to request a suitor. I had a kingdom to
help run and six sisters to raise.
But I know I’m beautiful. Hopefully that will be enough.
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