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zipper goes in the front.”
I do not know what a zipper is. “I do not appreciate human coverings, but this feels all right.”
“Okay. Suit yourself.”
I notice Cassie also wears this jeans. Though, it appears better suited on her than it does on me. I never imagined objects that cover the body could look beautiful, but Cassie looks lovely. The clothing that covers her chest is a white color and the jeans are fitted tightly on the lower half of her body. It causes my stomach to feel buoyant, as though I am floating on the surface of the sea. My gaze remains on her body as she walks to the white object that holds food and bends over. I feel warm, but unlike the other times, this kind of warmth does not make me feel uncomfortable. It makes me feel good.
She straightens herself and throws a red object at me. It is cool and feels good against my skin. “Stay hydrated, just in case,” she says. “Do you feel like you might need salt water?”
“I feel well.” If I do not take into account these strange sensations that are occurring in my body.
“Good. Here.” She stretches her hand toward the red object in my hand and lifts and bends a small oval object that protrudes from it. It creates an opening, and I realize this is liquid that humans must consume. As children of the sea, we are never without water. I bring the object to my lips and drink. The liquid tickles my throat as it slides down.
When I lower the liquid object from my mouth, I find Cassie’s eyes on me. They travel from the top of my head all the way to the bottom of this jeans. Once again, warmth consumes me. I enjoy the way Cassie’s eyes move over my body. My own eyes start to rove over hers. Does she feel the same way I do? The same tightness in her stomach, the warmth all over her body, her heart racing?
I do not know what is transpiring, but it cannot. I am betrothed to Princess Flora. And Cassie Price is a human. I push away the odd sensations in my body and ask, “How long before I may return to the sea?”
Cassie glances at the time-calculating device on her wrist. “Not for a little while.”
Though I nod, I am not happy with this news. It is imperative that I return home. Every moment I am here, I risk the safety of the children of the sea. And I cannot…I must not feel this way with a female who is not to be my mate. Even though I very much enjoy the way I feel at his moment.
Cassie tells me we are to watch the TV to pass the time. I do not know what this TV is, but from the expression on her face, I believe I will enjoy it very much.
***
Someone shakes my shoulder. I open my eyes and come to face with a strange female with eyes the color I have never seen before.
No, I have seen these eyes. On the beautiful female human whom I have rescued from death, and whom has rescued me. “Hello, Cassie,” I say.
She tells me the time has arrived for me to return to the sea. My entire being overcomes with relief. At last I will return to my home.
We leave her house and make way to the beach. I notice her studying the manner in which I walk, most likely wondering if I still struggle with these human legs. I have grown quite accustomed to them. But that does not matter anymore, for I will never return to land again. Never lay eyes upon Cassie Price again.
The notion causes my heart to feel heavy. But I push it aside because I cannot feel this way.
The feeling leaves my body, only to be replaced with something else. “I feel a bit ill,” I inform her.
“We better get you to the ocean.”
Her movements are now faster, and it takes a few seconds for my speed to match hers. Cassie moves her head from right to left and then treks deeper into the beach. She stops before a location with many rocks piled between the sand and water. She climbs on top of the largest one before holding out her hand and assisting me up. “You can dive from here,” she says.
I pull at the clothing covering my chest, but it does not come off. Cassie takes
I do not know what a zipper is. “I do not appreciate human coverings, but this feels all right.”
“Okay. Suit yourself.”
I notice Cassie also wears this jeans. Though, it appears better suited on her than it does on me. I never imagined objects that cover the body could look beautiful, but Cassie looks lovely. The clothing that covers her chest is a white color and the jeans are fitted tightly on the lower half of her body. It causes my stomach to feel buoyant, as though I am floating on the surface of the sea. My gaze remains on her body as she walks to the white object that holds food and bends over. I feel warm, but unlike the other times, this kind of warmth does not make me feel uncomfortable. It makes me feel good.
She straightens herself and throws a red object at me. It is cool and feels good against my skin. “Stay hydrated, just in case,” she says. “Do you feel like you might need salt water?”
“I feel well.” If I do not take into account these strange sensations that are occurring in my body.
“Good. Here.” She stretches her hand toward the red object in my hand and lifts and bends a small oval object that protrudes from it. It creates an opening, and I realize this is liquid that humans must consume. As children of the sea, we are never without water. I bring the object to my lips and drink. The liquid tickles my throat as it slides down.
When I lower the liquid object from my mouth, I find Cassie’s eyes on me. They travel from the top of my head all the way to the bottom of this jeans. Once again, warmth consumes me. I enjoy the way Cassie’s eyes move over my body. My own eyes start to rove over hers. Does she feel the same way I do? The same tightness in her stomach, the warmth all over her body, her heart racing?
I do not know what is transpiring, but it cannot. I am betrothed to Princess Flora. And Cassie Price is a human. I push away the odd sensations in my body and ask, “How long before I may return to the sea?”
Cassie glances at the time-calculating device on her wrist. “Not for a little while.”
Though I nod, I am not happy with this news. It is imperative that I return home. Every moment I am here, I risk the safety of the children of the sea. And I cannot…I must not feel this way with a female who is not to be my mate. Even though I very much enjoy the way I feel at his moment.
Cassie tells me we are to watch the TV to pass the time. I do not know what this TV is, but from the expression on her face, I believe I will enjoy it very much.
***
Someone shakes my shoulder. I open my eyes and come to face with a strange female with eyes the color I have never seen before.
No, I have seen these eyes. On the beautiful female human whom I have rescued from death, and whom has rescued me. “Hello, Cassie,” I say.
She tells me the time has arrived for me to return to the sea. My entire being overcomes with relief. At last I will return to my home.
We leave her house and make way to the beach. I notice her studying the manner in which I walk, most likely wondering if I still struggle with these human legs. I have grown quite accustomed to them. But that does not matter anymore, for I will never return to land again. Never lay eyes upon Cassie Price again.
The notion causes my heart to feel heavy. But I push it aside because I cannot feel this way.
The feeling leaves my body, only to be replaced with something else. “I feel a bit ill,” I inform her.
“We better get you to the ocean.”
Her movements are now faster, and it takes a few seconds for my speed to match hers. Cassie moves her head from right to left and then treks deeper into the beach. She stops before a location with many rocks piled between the sand and water. She climbs on top of the largest one before holding out her hand and assisting me up. “You can dive from here,” she says.
I pull at the clothing covering my chest, but it does not come off. Cassie takes
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