Breaking Through the Waves

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Authors: E. L. Todd, Kris Kendall
Tags: Science-Fiction, Romance, Literature & Fiction, Coming of Age, Contemporary, Genre Fiction
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They are ferocious and aggressive.”
    The crab walked across her palm at the speed of a snail.
    She raised an eyebrow. “He seems pretty harmless to me.”
    “Well, the smaller crabs should be afraid.”
    She touched the outside of the shell with her finger then returned it to the water. “I’ve always wanted to see seahorses in the wild. I’ve only found a few and they usually swim away.”
    “They are pretty hard to see.” He looked around in the water then glided across the surface, his head down. There were a few rocks and underwater plants they could hide in. Without moving his head, he waved her over. Excited, she swam to him then glided beside him. Near the plants were two seahorses sitting on the stems of the seaweed. Their tails were wrapped around one another. She stared at them for a long time until she needed to breathe. She lifted her head then took a deep breath before she ducked back underwater. One of them looked bigger than the other, swollen in the belly. They had tiny fins on their heads that helped them move or sit up straight. Their tails remained tangled together, locked like they were holding hands. It was one of the most beautiful things she’d ever seen. When Henry lifted his head for a deep breath, the movement scared them and they scurried off.
    “That was amazing,” she said.
    “I like how their tails were locked together.”
    “They’re so cute.”
    “You think everything is cute.”
    “I don’t deny that.”
    He smiled. “It’s one of the reasons why I love you.” She looked at him, her smile fading. “As a friend,” he added quickly. “You are kind to those who don’t deserve it and you would give your life to protect an innocent creature. It’s very honorable.”
    “I’m glad you don’t think I’m crazy.”
    “I never said that. You’re definitely insane. But I like it.”
    She smiled again.
    “Coen is a very lucky guy.”
    “Henry.”
    He looked up at the sky again. “I should get going. I have to wash the smell of salt from my skin.”
    “You should sleep with her,” she blurted.
    “What? Why?”
    “It will help.”
    He walked up to the beach then dried himself off with a towel. “Not to make you uncomfortable, but I can’t do that because all I’ll think about is you.”
    She said nothing.
    They walked back to the house and Henry grabbed his clothes from the porch.
    “I’ll see you later,” he said as he walked away.
    She waved to him. “Bye.”
    He disappeared from the driveway. He didn’t hug her anymore. It was something she noticed immediately. She was glad it wasn’t an issue anymore. It would just make everything awkward. Before she went inside, Coen’s car pulled up. She smiled when she saw him. She sprinted toward him, smiling the entire way, until she jumped in his arms and wrapped her legs around his waist.
    “It’s only been a few hours,” he said with a laugh. He walked toward the house while he carried her then entered through the front door.
    “I know. It was agonizing.”
    He laughed. “I like it when you do that.”
    “What?”
    “Run at me, like I’m the only thing in the world that matters to you.”
    “You are the only thing that matters.”
    “I know that isn’t true,” he said as he placed her on the couch. “So, how was it with Henry?”
    She shrugged. “We’re getting there.”
    “I hate to be blunt but it will never be the same between you. You were never friends to begin with.”
    “Yes, we were,” she said defensively.
    “On your part, yes. On his part, no. It will never be what it once was.”
    She looked down at her hands and stared at them.
    “I say this so you don’t get your expectations up. You can be close friends again but the relationship will be different. Don’t try to recreate what you had. Try to become different than you used to be.”
    She nodded. “You’re right, Coen.”
    “I know I am.”
    “We talked about you.”
    “And what was said?”
    “I told him that we’ve had sex

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