Tanner was shirtless, because Tanner was always shirtless, his hair wet from the ocean. They’d been out. Of course they’d been out. Dolphin shifters never seemed to sleep.
You know, it was honestly bullshit what a bad reputation sharks had, because there was no bigger asshole than a dolphin. But they had a much better PR person than we sharks did. I’d known these two since we were all groms surfing Lower Trestles.
Diego was at the foot of the bed eatingmyfood.
“That’s mine.”
“Was yours.”
I groaned again. “Don’t you guys have your pod to bother?”
“They’re asleep.”
“I was asleep!”
Tanner shifted, his knee digging in.
“What’s got you in such a mood, Tibby?” he asked.
“I told you not to call me that.”
Tanner bounced on the mattress twice, just enough to communicate that he could keep doing it forever if he wanted to.
“Get up. The ocean doesn’t wait for anyone. You want to check out what all the RipTide guys are going on about with these ‘killer’ waves, or you want to keep being whatever this is?”
“What’s this?”
“Depressed,” Diego supplied. “He’s depressed.”
“I’m not depressed.”
“Then get up.”
I dragged myself up against the headboard. My hair was stiff and sticking up awkwardly.
Tanner leaned in and sniffed me, because that was a thing dolphins did that I had given up trying to stop, and then he made a noise like air coming out of a balloon.
“Oh no.”
“What now?”
“Oh no, no, no.”
“Tanner, I fucking swear?—”
“You smell like magic, Tibby.”
Diego stopped chewing.
“Are you trying to flirt with me at nine in the morning?—”
“You smell like salt and that scent that comes after lightning. That’s magic. You run into a witch last night?”
“I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.”
But this was a magical town, wasn’t it? I’d spent so long in the human world that I’d just assumed Selena was one of those Etsy witches, cursing someone’s ex for a buck—maybe her own. But here, she could have been the real deal. That would explain why I couldn’t seem to get her out of my head, the spark I’d felt.
Apparently my silence was confirmation enough.
