A Wave Of Desire

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Ocean

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My weekend with Makai had been way better than I had thought it was going to be. We enjoyed quite a bit of time alone together, both clothed and naked. We cooked together, slept together, and hung out together. It was just what I needed after being away from him for a week.

And damn, if only a week where I was staying at my house and not his would make me miss him that much, then, what was I going to do when it was months before I got to spend this much time with him again?

Once we went back to school for the week, I remembered that it was almost Thanksgiving. It was just a little over a week away, ten days. And there was the fact that we had a long weekend.. Maybe, just maybe, my parents won't be mad when I told them that I was going to spend the weekend with him. It would be nearly three weeks home since that week I spent away. And I was only gone for a week, I mean, I had spent more time at swimming camp as a kid. They can live without me for three nights, right?

The drawback to the holiday, however, was that my sisters and brother would be coming home for a visit. Julie had been here on my birthday and had actually met Makai, but Deliah and Grantham had never met him and, as far as I knew, had never even heard about him.

And just because Julie had met Makai, that didn't mean that she knew that he and I were dating. And none of them knew, nor could they find out, that I was a Siren and Makai was a Merman.

Oh, I can hear it now too. They were going to make fun of me for being with a guy. I just knew it. And if they ever did find out about the Siren thing, they would make fun of me for that as well. They would ask me why I had to be the girl creature.

Oh God, my life is going to be over. I was literally going to die on Thanksgiving, I just knew it.

That was why I was both looking forward to and dreading that day. I just had to get through it and then I could go and spend the rest of the weekend with Makai.

Oh, and a super fun thing that was going to happen, Makai was coming to dinner with us since his family was still out of town. It wasn't him coming to dinner that had to be stressful. No, it was him coming to dinner with my siblings there.

What the hell was I going to do?

Before I knew it, that next week and a half passed. It was a blur of studying with Makai at my house, school, practices, and the next to last swim meet before the break in the season. The whole ten day prep period I had before having to deal with my siblings had ended way too soon.

When I woke up on the morning of Thanksgiving, I felt the dread starting to settle over me, and due to the dread, I felt like I was moving slower than usual. I took a shower so slowly that I thought I had become a zombie now instead of a Siren.

When I dressed I thought odd things to myself like:

'What do you wear on the last day of your life?'

'What would my judge, jury, and executioner like for me to wear for them this time?'

'Can you die from nervousness?'

Of course, there were a few good thoughts in there.

'What would Makai like me to wear?'

'What is Makai going to wear? What if we matched? Would that be good or bad?'

'What is he doing right now?'

Honestly, it was the positive thoughts about Makai that got me through my morning. Well, that and the text message that said he was on his way over. I knew that if he already sent the message, it meant that he was in the car. He would have sent it just before leaving his place. That means that he would be here any minute.

Now that I was dressed, I ran down the stairs and into the living room. I was going to be the one that opened the door, just in case someone else happened to arrive at the same time as him. Thankfully though, when I pulled the door open he was the only one there.

"Good morning." He smiled and nearly purred the words at me.

"Good morning." I grinned back at him.

Once he was inside, I felt my nerves spike through the roof. My siblings were going to be here any minute now. And they always rode together. Deliah and Julie were both attending the same school, Julie was a Junior and Deliah was in her second year of Grad School. And Grantham's house was not far from their school so he always ended up driving them back for the holidays.

While I waited, I was pacing the house, making a path through the kitchen, the living room, the dining room and the hallway. I knew that I was probably annoying my parents, or maybe not, since my dad was trying not to laugh and mom was ignoring me completely.

While I was stressed and pacing, Makai had gone to the kitchen to help my mom cook. He wasn't just good at cooking, he loved to cook, and Mom was taking full advantage of that. She had Makai dicing vegetables and prepping different things that would be cooked.

Whenever I made my pacing trek through the kitchen, I would watch him as he worked. I loved seeing him cook because he was always so happy whenever he was cooking. That look in his eyes, the way they lit up, it was the cutest thing ever.

"Stop wearing a rut on the floor." Dad yelled out at me on my twelfth pass through the living room. "Sit down and relax before you give yourself an aneurysm."

"I just can't relax." I told him the truth, but I didn't tell him the reason why it was the truth.

"I know." He laughed at me. "But I am sure that your brother and sisters will be nice enough to your boyfriend."

I blushed crimson red when my dad said those words. That was the first time that I had heard one of my parents refer to Makai as my boyfriend. When the hell did he just start saying that like it wasn't something major. I mean, I was glad that he and Mom approved, but I had just never heard them say that, at least I don't remember it. There might have been times when I was too stressed to remember it all fully.

"Come here and sit down." Dad patted the cushion next to him. I want to talk.

"Hahh." I sighed and did as he asked. I knew this was better than pacing but sitting didn't help with the antsy feeling that was boiling inside of me.

"Talk to me son, why are you so worried about your brother and sisters meeting Makai?"

"W..well, I'm just worried that they are going to make fun of me and turn it into a big joke."

I looked my dad in the eyes now, letting him know what it was that I had been afraid of for the last week and a half.

"Ocean." He shook his head at me. "I know that your siblings can be a little much at times, but you know they love you, right? Why do you think that they would turn this into a joke?"

Dad just didn't get it. He didn't understand that they were nice, but they joked around a lot. Usually it was fine, but I didn't want them turning my love life into their own personal joke. I want them to get along with Makai and I want things to continue to go well with us all for a long time.

"I think you're overreacting." Dad finally said when he realized that I wasn't going to answer.

At precisely that moment the doorbell rang. My time had run out. They were here.

Dad got to his feet to answer the door and I rose too, but I didn't head toward the door. I went to stand by the door to the kitchen.

I knew that Mom would be out here in a moment and that there would be a lot of excitement at the door for a few moments. After that, they would all come looking for me. Is it too late to run away?

Mom ran past me into the living room and over to the door. She was squealing happily and I heard her comment on the size of Rachel, my sister in-law's belly.

"Oh, it looks like you could pop at any moment, I can't believe that you still have two months to go."

"Yeah, it's exciting."

I did my best to tune them out, I was trying not to panic and I knew that I was failing miserably. At that moment I felt Makai wrap his arm around my waist from behind. He was offering me his comfort and support with just his touch.

I lowered my guard for just a moment and turned to smile at him. That was when the party near the door moved into view of me.

"Oh my God!"

"Huh?"

"Hmm."

I turned to look at them. Julie was looking at me knowingly. I had a feeling Mom told her what they suspected on my birthday. However, Deliah and Grantham were looking at me with wide eyes.