I woke with Sebastian’s arm laying on my waist. Shocked by his closeness, I pushed at him, making him jolt awake in surprise, falling off the bed. I burst into laughter before receiving a pillow to the face followed by Sebastian laughing. I took the pillows and stretched out across the bed.
“Go make me some breakfast,” I yawned rolling over continuing to stretch.
“Fine, but just so you know, I’ll be going to work today,” he said digging around the draw. I sat up surprised.
“You’re leaving me here…alone?” I asked wide eye. Sebastian glanced over his shoulder back at me with his wonderful deep blue eyes.
“Do you have a problem with me leaving you here? “ I shook my head. “Good, don’t burn the house down.” He grinned as I giggled. I was finally going to be alone, all to myself… with privacy. I flopped back down against the squishy pillows smiling as the day could only get better.
“Am I allowed to go outside?” I asked thinking of all the things I could do.
“I’d preferred if you didn’t. But if you really have to, don’t go more than a three blocks away, ok.” I smiled and nodded and continued to hug the giant pillows as another random fish swam passed me. I instinctively clawed at it but miss once more.
Breakfast was the usual stuff. I’d really have to try making pancakes, with self-raising coral flour. Maybe I could experiment with it while Sebastian was out. I looked in the fridge to see if I would have everything I needed. “If you need to get in touch with me, send a messenger trawl. They’re the ones with the red tags, just clip a message to it and tell them where to go.”
So that’s what that little random fish was, back at Earls. I nodded and turned back to the fridge. Seem like I had everything. Sebastian left to get ready while I started taking all the ingredients I needed. I checked my book to make sure I had all the right ingredients and got out a mixing bowl. In theory it should work. But that had not always been the case with a few of my dishes.
“Ok well I’m off,” Sebastian said returning a few minutes later, heading towards the door. I swam over to him stopping him so I could fix his hair. I ran my fingers through his dark strands so that they were neatly spiked. Sebastian chuckled and I instantly drew my hand back at lightning speed. He chuckled again and kissed me on the cheek. “All better?” he asked with a cute tempt at smugness. I nodded silently surprised by my own actions. “You’re playing your part very well, now I better go and play mine,” he kissed me on the other cheek and left. The house fell silent.
I returned to the kitchen and got out my measuring cups. I loved how certain liquid thingies didn’t dissolve in the water. I’m sure there was a science to it, but I didn’t know or really care. I stirred the batter before swimming up to the air pocket where a little stove and oven sat above the water. I fried the pancakes flipping them with awesome skill onto the plate. I drizzled some sea syrup onto them with a dollop of whipped cream made by yours truly.
“Sebastian, come try my pancakes…” I called. I turned and realize I was talking to myself. I looked down at my dish and sighed. I had made way too much. I stabbed one with my fork and took a bite. It was ok, a little to rubbery for my liking, but it might have been to Sebastian’s taste. I let some of the fish fight over the remainder.
No matter, next time he would have to try it. I cleaned the dishes and stacked them neatly back on the shelves. I looked at the clock. It was only quarter past eight. I looked around to find something to do. I decided to clean the house, and started going along to each room pinching things off the floor and either cleaning it or returning it to its proper place. I had just finished the bathroom when I heard a knock at the door, probably the seven. I swam over to the door and peeped through. It wasn’t them. In fact I had no idea who it was. Sebastian had warned me about the paparazzi, who honestly hadn’t been a problem. Just one or two mulling around in search for a story. I opened the door. It was a fairly old mer, wearing a daggy blue uniform.
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Marrying Atlantis
ChickLitWhen plain Jane, Aubrey finds a guy burried in the sand, she naturally helps him. He thanks her by kissing her which throughs her right off, not having been kissed, like ever. Forgetting her towel she returns only to be lured into the water and kidn...