The Merman, My Man
Don’t tell me I’ve actually fallen in love with him?
I’ve never liked Gary, Peter, or any other ordinary man. But now I’m falling for someone who is a whole different species?
No! I must be delusional! Dicken must have bewitched me!’
As I had these conflicting thoughts, Dicken had already pushed me down onto the steps. When he was about to enclose my lips with his, my arms jerked forward to push him away. I then frantically climbed the steps. I tripped and fell.
I glanced at him and saw that Dicken did not rush to capture me as he did before. He just narrowed his eyes and stared at me quietly. He looked like an older person watching a child making the most basic mistakes, with ambiguous eyes