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admit it felt good to be against him with his hands rubbing up and down her back.
    She exhaled and smiled against his chest. “Now I have to go and show the fellas. I have no doubt that they will be impressed.”
    “I am coming with you. If any of them get out of hand, I want to be nearby.”
    She laughed. “Whatever. I am in too good a mood to put up a fight.”
    She unravelled herself from him and led him to the bachelor quarters.
    “Don’t they stay with their mates?” He glanced toward the other tank.
    “No. Males and females enjoy floating alone. They only get together every five years when the females go into season.”
    He frowned. “That isn’t going to work for me.”
    She chuckled. “It is not my style either. Even with casual lovers, it is more frequent than once every five years.”
    Irdan let out a relieved sigh. “Thank goodness.”
    She laughed, and the huge heads of the manatee popped up as they greeted her. She stepped down into the tank and let them explore the changes in her form.
    They were discreetly admiring. They liked the changes in her colouration. She checked on how they felt, and they were enjoying the safety of the tank, but the scent of females who were coming into heat were coming to them in the water.
    She swam around them, checking on their wounds, and she let them know that she would be setting them free at dawn the next day.
    The frolicking that she was subjected to was a little violent, but she made it out of the water in one piece.
    Irdan smiled. “Is there anything you need to do here?”
    “Yeah, I need to get that footage and my laptop.” She nodded. “So, that only leaves one question once I have what I need.”
    “What is the question?”
    “My place or yours?”
     

Chapter Six
     
     
    In Irdan’s bedroom, Marina stood still as he measured her for her new sizes. She generally wore the same thing, day in, day out.
    “I can make what you need. It is one of the reasons that the fey are always complimented on their fashion sense. They literally make it before their evening events.” Irdan paused and noted the length of her legs on the notepad.
    “I want to know what size I am so I can order stuff online. I love shopping online, and since I am constantly in and out of the water, it is a good idea to know what size I am.”
    She paused as he measured her inseam; his knuckles nested against her groin.
    Her voice was an octave higher when she said, “So, what do you do normally?”
    “I have a few mining interests that have paid off, as well as some long-term investments. Like most fey, I planned for a fairly unending future.”
    He wrote the inseam number down next to the word inseam and smiled up at her.
    “There. All measured.” He ran his hand up her calf and caressed the back of her knee.
    She blushed. “So, you were planning for a future until I came along?”
    “A fey life is a long, straight line. You are a branch that I never imagined, but I am happy to be out on that limb.”
    Marina cocked her head and put her hands on the hips of her wetsuit. “Which limb were you interested in, and can it have a shower first?”
    He laughed. “Of course. The window has been repaired.”
    Her cheeks heated. “Sorry about that. It was an impulse.”
    “Well, it gave you time to think, and time was something I did not offer you. I would say I was sorry, but I am delighted in the way things have turned out.”
    She unzipped her suit and headed for the bathroom and the shower that her entire body wanted before she tangled with Irdan again.
    Marina twisted from side to side, working out of the neoprene.
    She started the shower and rinsed out her suit before hanging it up. With her suit taken care of, she scrubbed at her own skin and shampooed her hair into a lather with a lemony liquid. She used the same stuff on the rest of her body.
    When she felt squeaky clean and fresh, she noted that she was no longer alone.
    She turned off the taps and stepped out of the shower.