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“Yes. We got separated and I just want her back.” My voice breaks in desperation.
“Tell me about her.” He sits on the desk in front of me.
“Look, asshole, I’ve been running all over Haiti looking for her. I don’t have time for games.”
“Humour me.”
“She’s kind, creative, and ambitious. She’s the only person I know who doesn’t conform to her fate and her beauty is second to none.” I’m standing by the time I’ve finished talking. I’ve never admitted that to anyone before.
“You really love her?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Does she know how you feel?”
I hang my head in shame. “No. I’ve been a shitty boyfriend, but if you let me take her home, I’ll make it up to her.”
“I can’t promise she’ll leave with you, but I’ll show you where she is.”
I nod, trying to process his words. Why wouldn’t she want to leave with me? Once I’ve seen her, I can sort out whatever difficulties we have.
He leads me to the pool where I zone in on Pasha in a bathing suit, drinking a cocktail and laughing with some woman.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I bark once I’m close enough.
She spills her drink as she sits up. “Ryn. What are you doing here?”
“What am I doing here? I’ve been worried sick. I’ve visited brothels and drug cartels trying to hunt you down, and you’re sitting here like you’re on holiday.” I thrust my fist down by my side.
“He’s handsome, Pasha,” one of the women says with a giggle.
“He knows it, though.” She sighs heavily.
“Are you drunk?” I knit my eyebrows together.
She squeezes her index finger and thumb together. “Maybe a little.”
I rub my eye. “It’s time to go home.”
“We were banished, remember?”
“All we need to do is find Maris and then we can go.”
“Oh, yes. Home’s the only place you’d want to be.” She takes a bow.
“I can’t talk to you when you’re like this.”
“Then stop talking and start drinking. It’s okay. We’re amongst friends here.” She spills her drink again as she gestures around us.
“How are these strangers our friends?”
She covers the side of her mouth and attempts to whisper. “This is a mer sanctuary.”
I shake my head. That can’t be true, but as I start to look around, the truth is there to see. The swimmers in the pool are mermaids. “Okay, so you’re right, but it doesn’t change anything.”
“Is he always this grumpy?” the mermaid asks.
Pasha laughs. “Yes. He is.”
