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“Malik!” I yell, but I know it’s too late.
Even if cats were great swimmers, merman-Zeus is patrolling the waters, and I have no doubt he’ll drown Malik without regret. Zahara returns to her perch on top of the statue, watching as Zeus and Trevor scout the water for Malik’s body.
“BJ,” Alaric says, his eyes bright and intense. “I’m going to teach you how to swim.”
“Right now?” I ask, which gets a thin smile out of him.
“Can you think of a better time?”
I laugh. I can’t help it. We’re about to die, and this guy can still make me laugh. Mama always says a boy that can make you laugh is a keeper. Of course she also said that if he has a d**k over eight inches, you can overlook a lot of personality flaws.
“Brandee, can you ride a bike?” Alaric asks.
“Yeah, but those don’t float,” I
