Page 18 of Riding the Tide

Kannon clamped his hand over his mouth and snickered.

Marcus glared at him again. Oh yes, Kannon was having entirely too much fun at his expense. This was probably payback for him poking fun at Kannon shortly after Kannon found out about Nisha and Brett.

“Come on, then. Let’s go see what I have,” Nisha said.

Marcus gulped his coffee then stood. Nisha joined him, and of course, Kannon did too. Marcus’ sigh could’ve felled trees. “You’re not really needed, you know that, right?”

Kannon, grinning, rubbed his hands together gleefully. “I wouldn’t miss this for all the coffee in the world.”

“Lovely.” Yup, Kannon was having too much fun with this.

“Both of you behave.” Nisha picked up his coffee but paused. “This is why I said you need an aboveground dwelling, Marcus. Fortunately, we’re pretty close to the same height and weight so you’re welcome to whatever you find.”

Kannon winked. “And since I’ve been buying his clothes lately, the quality is much better.”

Nisha kissed Kannon on the cheek. “Just exactly what are you trying to say?”

“Nothing much, except I have a better eye than you do.”

“Uh-huh. And it has nothing to do with the fact that Brooke is usually with you when you guys go on one of your shopping sprees, now does it?”

“Oh, absolutely it does. That’s one mermaid who has a fine eye toward clothing,” Kannon agreed as they walked into their bedroom. Nisha opened his side of the closet.

“Shoot me now.” He couldn’t escape the feeling he needed something more substantial than caffeine to get through this.

“Sorry, no. Wouldn’t want to damage the new threads I bought Nisha,” Kannon said. “Okay, we want something nice, but not too dressy. Hmmm.”

“How about this?” Nisha held up a blue silk shirt.

“Huh, wonder how that got in there. That’s actually mine. It’s too much blue with the blue hair and the blue eyes you guys have, but…” Kannon fingered the shirt. “How about…” Kannon flipped through several shirts. “Yeah, here we go.”

Nisha took the silky black short-sleeved shirt. “Ah yes. I like this one.”

“Me, too.” Kannon winked at his mate.

“Spare me,” Marcus begged.

“I’m going to need this back, just so you know.” Nisha laid the shirt on the bed.

“Okay, now for the pants. Hmm, where are those… yes! Here we go.” Kannon pulled out a pair of nice light gray pants. “Perfect. Do you guys wear the same sized shoes?”

Nisha took the pants and laid them on the bed along with the shirt.

“I don’t know.” Marcus looked down at his feet then at Nisha’s. “I’m not terribly fond of shoes.”

“Me neither,” Nisha said.

“I’m aware.” Kannon shook his head as he hunted for dress shoes in the bottom of Nisha’s closet. “Okay, good.” Kannon held up nice black dress shoes.

“Oh, I remember those. They don’t feel too bad,” Nisha said.

Kannon handed the shoes to Marcus. “Let me get you a pair of dress socks to go with those, then you need to try them to see if they fit.”

“What if they don’t?” Nisha asked.

“We’ll worry about that bridge when we get to it,” Kannon said. “Hopefully they’ll fit.”

Marcus sat on the edge of the bed, slipped on the dress socks, and tried on the shoes.

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