The Bad Boy And The Mermaid

Blue

Hannah had told me that the one way I could keep Hunter happy was through cooking so I’d tried cooking a few times for Hunter and he’d liked it.

I was excited. Today I was making him grilled chicken salad and a chocolate cake for dinner. Hannah told me Chocolate cake was Hunter’s favorite. The cake was too moist but it was tasty. I knew it was tasty because I’d dipped my finger into the cake icing and licked it.

I covered the food on the counter, wore my favorite mermaid t-shirt and jeans and applied lipgloss. Finally I settled down on the couch with Leslie and waited for Hunter. He was supposed to be home by nine p.m but it was past nine thirty and he wasn’t back yet.

I waited until the clock read nine forty and that was a little too much waiting. The food wouldn’t taste good when it wasn’t warm anymore.

An instant idea hit me. I packed all the food and placed it in a basket that I found in the kitchen. I was going to Hunter’s workplace to surprise him.

He would be happy to see me, wouldn’t he?

I felt excited with that thought. “See you Leslie.”

I knew where Hunter worked, he’d drive me there a few times and I knew the address by heart. It took five minutes by car and fifteen minutes by walking.

“Be a good boy, Leslie.” I told him, closing the door and locking it behind me.

I heard a few horns on my way to the cafe. One car slowed down and said, “wanna ride, sweetpea?”

Someone said “nice ass you got there.”

I wanted to thank him for the compliment but the car rounded the corner and disappeared before I had time to say anything. I glanced at my wrist watch. I had seven more minutes of walking before I reached the cafe. I smiled, imagining Hunter’s reaction.

Would he tell his co-workers that I was his girlfriend? I hoped so. I also hoped he would tell them that we kissed a lot so they didn’t think he was joking about the “girlfriend” part.

It was the first time I would visit the place myself.

Hunter

I was dreading every second of every minute of this date. To say Stella was a bore would be an understatement of the year. I was suppressing a yawn every time she made an attempt to joke.

Instead, I took a sip of the chocolate milkshake as Stella continued to drone on about how Gabbie in English slept through the entire lecture and was slapped awake by the janitor in the evening.

Ha. Ha.

We were seated at the corner booth since we were both done with our duty. She and I both had changed out of our work clothes and I knew I still smelled of grease. Stella was wearing a maroon V neck blouse that was a little too deep for my liking. Her watermelon sized breasts were literally spilling out of her top and I wasn’t even tempted to keep looking. Her skirt was extra short and I knew she was desperate for my attention like a chimp craving for a banana.

She had her gooey eyes on as she sucked the life out of the milkshake straw. I was starting to wonder if she thought that was seductive.

So...what are you doing tonight?” She asked me, batting her fake lashes.

“Gotta complete some assignments.” I lied. Well, technically I had pending work but it could wait until the end of the year. She didn’t need to know that.

on, Hunt. My parent

against some of my rules, secondly, even if the idea of getting laid was tempting, I wouldn’t do it because my mind was fogged by a certain blue haired mermaid with blue eyes and luscious lips, her voice soft and feminine

no piece of ass

think of a reason to politely decline her offer. “I just can’t.” I said

face fell, but her hand closed around mine. “It’s okay. I guess we could hang out some

her grasp and fake coughed so I

going to be a long

take the trash outside?” My brother, Ryan yelled

‘shift end’ or a ‘day off’. I kind of wished I was a normal employee so I had a fucking excuse to

walked straight to the kitchen and started pulling

“What are you doing?”

ask me to take

“Ha.

other game’ it was fun until the one of us tried to

a fifty dollar suit and walk into a room full of pompous rich assholes like yourself and own the fucking show.” I grinned. “Not to forget

college frequently, gets arrested once a month and looses money faster than a gambler in Las Vegas. Trust me, women don’t flock

did it. He’d hit the nail. He was checking if I was going to burst into flames. I clenched my fist around the black garbage bag, stormed outside and dumped the contents into the

worry. “Are you

a mood to talk. I inhaled from my nose and exhaled from my mouth. “Listen Stella,

to cheer you

knew what was going on, Stella took my hand in hers and slid it inside her shirt right

* * *

Blue

my nostrils were filled with

the ones that Hunter made. It consisted of sweet onions, lettuce, a meat

cafe, only a young

went back home in the duration of fifteen minutes while I walked here? It was possible that he reached home

It was Bob!

and took his hand in mine in a handshake. “Bob! Oh god, I can’t believe it’s Bob. I’m such a huge fan.” I told

look. I ignored the looks and

this lady crazy?” The kid pointed at me and said to

spotted him. Hunter stood near the last table, and was talking to someone. I giggled. I was going to surprise him. He would probably ask me a million questions about how I made it here alone. I walked slowly and stepped behind him, covering his eyes with my

his neck, the feel of his strong shoulders. He turned to

realized, snatching my hands out of

had a face similar to Hunters. From the identical golden-brown hair to the bold structure of his jawline down to the little spots of cute freckles on his nose but the eyes

this boy had blue eyes, the same color as mine only a

brother. It happens all the time. Heck, our step-mother gets mixed up even

felt like an eternity. A while later, he let his

“We live together. I sleep in

met that was laughing at me, other then Hunter and Hannah. “Cutie-Pie, can I give you a