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Children of the Sea 01 - Sea Witch

Children of the Sea 01 - Sea Witch

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it?”
     
    “What?”
     
    “This. Men. Sex.” Regina arranged clams and fries in a basket, somehow making a lettuce leaf and a few citrus wedges look like an elegant presentation. “Ticket up,” she yelled through the window.
     
    “I like sex,” Margred said.
     
    “Me, too. If I can remember back that far.” Regina scowled at the next ticket and dumped a load of precut frozen fries into the wire basket.
    “But it makes you stupid. I always swore I wouldn’t be one of those needy females who wasted her life waiting for some guy to acknowledge her existence. Then I met Nick’s father and—bam!—I’m trembling in the prep line, all breathless if he so much as smiles at me.”
     
    Margred felt a shoot of curiosity, a tendril of concern, cautiously unfurling within her. As if Regina was a friend. Her first human female
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    friend. As if she, too, were developing roots in this place. “What happened with Nick’s father? ”
     
    Regina shrugged. “Turns out he had even more trouble acknowledging Nick’s existence. I got tired of waiting for him to, and I came home.”
     
    Margred felt she should offer something, some admission, in return.
    “I have never waited for a man before.”
     
    “Then you haven’t dated in Boston. Those city guys all carry cell phones just so they can call you with excuses about how they’re going to be late.”
     
    Margred could hardly explain they would not be late for a date with her. No mortal man had ever resisted her allure.
     
    So where was Caleb?
     
    One hour, thirty-six minutes.
     
    She pressed her lips together.
     
    Regina sighed, apparently misunderstanding the reason for her silence. “Listen, you could do worse than Caleb. He’s one of the good guys. In fact, when I saw him again, I kind of hoped—”
     
    The door swung open. Caleb loomed on the threshold, his big body radiating heat and frustration, his gaze raking the kitchen.
     
    “You can see him now,” Margred interrupted.
     
    Regina flushed. “Oh. Well. Scratch that. Anyway, I—”
     
    But Margred was no longer listening. The relief she felt at Caleb’s return overwhelmed her. Annoyed her. She was not accustomed to caring for anyone. How would she bear it?
     
    How did he?
     
    “You’re late,” she said.
     
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    “Yeah.” He didn’t apologize. His face was hard and tired. “You’re here.”
     
    She raised her chin. “Obviously.”
     
    His eyes, deep and turbulent as the sea, met hers, and she felt that funny little flutter again in her chest. Home .
     
    “Thank you,” he said quietly.
     
    She shrugged, disguising the pleasure that look gave her. Her need was too new, too deep, too raw to expose.
     
    “Let’s go,” he said.
     
    Margred untied her apron.
     
    Regina raised her eyebrows. “And hello to you, too.”
     
    But they were gone.
     
    Maggie leaned back against the padded seat in the cockpit of the rental boat. Framed against the silver reflection of the water and the deep blue sky, she was so beautiful Caleb’s throat tightened. His chest ached like an old scar.
     
    She had waited for him. This once, at least, she had waited. He allowed himself a small satisfaction, a quiet hope, at that.
     
    She caught him staring and lifted her eyebrows. “Do you know where we are going?”
     
    He busied himself casting off the two stern lines so she wouldn’t see the hunger in his eyes. “You said an island three miles east of Seal Cove.
    I figure we’ll know it when we see it.”
     
    “If you see it,” Maggie said. “Your brother may have cast a glamour.”
     
    Caleb settled into the seat beside her, making the small craft rock.
    Water, dark with shadows and sludge, slapped against the barnacle-crusted pilings. A compound of fuel, fish, salt, and decay wafted from under the dock. “What’s that?”
     
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    “A glamour.” She raised her voice over the low rumble of the engine. “A spell, you would say, to make you look. Or make you look away.”
     
    He still had trouble reconciling the brother he remembered with talk of mermaids and magic. “He can do that?”
     
    She nodded. “To discourage visitors.”
     
    The dock slid away to starboard as Caleb eased into the waters of the harbor, giving wide berth to a school of sailboats wobbling in the shallows. “You said the island was some kind of way station, right? What good is a rest stop if nobody can find it?”
     
    “Selkies can find it. I can find it.”
     
    “Fine. Then you can

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