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29. Chapter 29

Chapter twenty-nine

Blue

S ammy is here. He is sitting at the end of the pier, looking out at the ocean. I'm a little to his left and keeping my head low. It's only the top of my head and my eyes that are above the water and the waves are quite choppy. He hasn't seen me.

But he came. He cares enough to have come here. Maybe my lingering isn't so pointless after all? Hope flickers to life, and it is a terrible and wonderful thing.

I can't see his expression from here, but somehow I'm convinced he is looking out at the horizon with longing and regret. Though that could just be wistful thinking on my part. A side effect of my big ego.

I shouldn't want him to miss me. That's cruel and selfish. But that is the nature of sirens and I'm no different from my kind. The love of my life is sad and I'm here drinking it in as validation.

Sammy truly is better off without me. I should swim away. Except, now that I've seen him, I'm not sure if I can. I feel anchored to this spot. Tethered to this awful hope.

Perhaps I should go talk to him? If he is here, he must feel something for me? We might be able to fix the wounds we have given each other. On the other hand, talking might be nothing more than a barrage of fresh injuries. A chance to hurt each other even more.

Sammy is moving now. Is he walking away? Have I lost my chance? My heart thumps. I watch in bewilderment as he climbs over the railings. What is he doing? Realization hits me one solitary heartbeat before he falls. Cold horror floods my veins.

I'm swimming faster than I have ever swum in my life. It's not deep here, but deep enough to lose someone. There are all sorts of currents churned by the pier and the water is dark with sand and silt. Sammy is not my mate anymore. I cannot feel where he is. I have to find him with my other senses. Before he runs out of air.

I'm at the spot where he hit the water. I swim around in frantic spirals. Reaching out blindly with my arms. A screech of dismay escapes me. Then my fingers brush against something. Cloth. It's the hood of a sweatshirt. I yank it towards me and suddenly, Sammy is in my arms. I hold him tightly and bring him up to the surface.

He gasps as soon as we breach. Then he coughs and splutters and wheezes. His hair is over his eyes. I watch him closely as color returns to his cheeks. He is okay. Sammy is okay. My heart is still beating far too fast, but to a different rhythm now.

"Blue!" he pants. "Blue! Blue, you are here!"

The sound of my name on his lips is like music. I have never heard a more wonderful song. I could listen to it for eternity.

"Sorry. So sorry!" He stops to cough and splutter some more. "Had to talk to you. Had to tell you that I love you."

His words sink into my soul and spark through my blood. I have no thoughts, let alone any words. All I have is feelings. Immense and powerful ones. Rolling through me. Consuming me.

Sammy pushes his hair out of his eyes. The moment his eyes meet mine feels like being hit by lightning.

His dazzling blue eyes widen. "Shit! The mate bond is back, isn't it? I'm so sorry. But we know how to get rid of it now."

"Stop apologizing," I say.

Like he has said to me many times before. I was sorry the first time we were bonded. He is sorry now. But he has no need to be. This is everything that I want .

He smiles. And then shivers. His earlier color is fading. His lips are turning blue. I lean forward and kiss him. He is cold. But he soon heats. His body presses against mine. He kisses me back with passion and love. It is the most delicious thing I have ever tasted.

I break away and he gives a little whimper that I tuck away in my heart to keep forever. I watch his beautiful face as my power swirls through him and the cold leaves his body. That's better. Now he can breathe like me and the ocean's coldness won't suck his life force away. Sammy is truly safe now.

He stares into my eyes and flashes me a cheeky grin. "We have to stop meeting like this."

I smile back at him because it is impossible not to. I haven't the heart to tell him what he has done. He doesn't need to know the truth right now. There is plenty of time for him to learn that our bond can now never be broken.

Three times I have saved him from the water. Once when he first fell into my pool. Twice when Lello pushed him in. Thrice, just now, when he threw himself into the ocean so he could tell me that he loves me.

Three is a sacred number. There is nothing on earth strong enough to unweave our mating now. I am his, and he is mine. Mates. Forever.

"Can we talk, please? I love you and you love me, so can we please try to work it out?" says Sammy.

I hate that he feels the need to beg. It should never be that way between us. I loathe that he still thinks I don't want him.

"I want to fix things more than anything in the world," I say as my voice comes rushing back to me.

Sammy's face lights up. Brighter than the sun, the moon and all the stars.

Mal is standing on the pebbled shore, under the pier, so I take Sammy over to him. He staggers as he climbs out of the water, so I keep my arms around him. His sopping wet clothes look very uncomfortable, but he doesn't seem to care .

Mal's dark eyes rake over us. "You pair of idiots alright?"

Sammy chuckles. "Yeah. Sorry for scaring you."

Mal shakes his head in what looks like weary resignation. "I'll leave you two to it then."

He puts his hands in his pockets and strolls a short way up the beach. Just far enough to give us privacy. I guess he is still worried about Sammy. Maybe even me as well. Even though this close to the sea, nobody is going to catch me.

I turn my attention to Sammy. He is staring at me as if I'm the most amazing thing in the world.

"I'm sorry I said such shitty things to you," I say.

I hope he can see how much I mean it. I can only pray that my eyes are reflecting a fraction of what I am feeling.

"I'm sorry I did such shitty things," he replies.

He grins, but I can sense so much more from him. Our mate bond has reignited with vigor. Snapped back into place stronger than before. It has found the paths it had etched in our hearts and souls last time, and has flooded them with sparkling light.

"I want to be with you," I say.

The bravest and most precious six words I have ever spoken.

A tidal wave of joy and elation rushes down the bond. Sammy's eyes are shining.

"I want to be with you too," he says.

We stare at each other for several heartbeats. Then Sammy chuckles joyously again.

"Oh my god, is it really as easy as that?"

I smile. "I guess so."

Sammy shakes his head, but he is laughing. "We've been such idiots."

He is right, but I don't care. He is here in my arms, where he belongs, and that is the only thing that matters. I pull him even closer and kiss him again. I like the way he melts into my embrace.

I'm still a little worried about not being able to give him sex, but I trust him, and he says he doesn't care. So I'll work on not caring too and then everything will be even more wonderful than it already is.

Sammy breaks away from the kiss to grab a lungful of air, and I seize the opportunity to speak.

"Say goodbye to Mal. I want to show you the ocean."

A whole storm of emotions flow over Sammy's face. Excitement. Awe. Worry. Delight. A whole host of others that I cannot name.

"We will come back?" he asks.

I nod. That is an excellent idea.

"Yes. Half our time in the ocean, half our time in the house?" I propose.

It will be good for Sammy to have company other than me, and to spend time in the human world. It's also a brilliant excuse, because I will miss the boys too. This way I get to see them without looking completely needy.

Sammy smiles. Soft and sweet. "Sounds perfect."

And he is right. It really does. It's perfect. Just like Sammy.

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