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At what point was it that that Rhys had completely swept Isaiah off his equilibrium? One moment he’s enlisting her as an innocuous, not to mention incompetent, dancing stand-in, the next he’s using her to elicit any form of reaction, ideally jealousy, from his ex-not-girlfriend, and then he’s kissing Rhys in the middle of a heatwave, and then he’s making love to her in the shadows of rain cloaked apartments. Somewhere between here and there, the option to go against the current must have presented itself. An escape raft, a life boat, an anchor, anything to keep him grounded, but he can’t seem to remember wanting to leave. He remembers her hand reaching out for him. He remembers tasting the sea on her skin. He remembers her mermaid kiss. And maybe that’s why he’s okay with drowning. -- Companion piece to Just for the Record, available on buqo https://www.wattpad.com/story/19447438-just-for-the-record
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