Shannon woke clutching her head, which throbbed from a headache. Her body was sore all over. Her mouth was dry. It was like she had a hangover, but she hadn’t been drinking. The sun shone too brightly in her eyes. She brushed off the sand covering her skin. She was likely dehydrated. She gasped and leaped to her feet as she remembered what had occurred only a few hours ago. She had been on a small boat at sea when a storm hit and threw her overboard. She should have worn a life vest. Then maybe she could have swum to the life preserver they threw overboard. Instead she swallowed too much water and passed out in the middle of the ocean. She was sure she was going to die, but somehow she wound up here instead. She was on some kind of deserted beach. Ocean stretched to the horizon in front of her. There was no sign of the ship she’d fallen from. The wet sand and water covering her body weighed her down. She had scrapes because of the rocks she must have crawled across to get this far onto the shore. Waves lapped at her feet, but she barely paid attention to them because on a large boulder lounged a man. He had tan skin and a muscular chest that made Shannon's heart flip-flop as soon as her eyes took it in. His eyes were blue like the sea and his hair was dark blond like the sand. It fell past his shoulders and looked almost too soft to touch. The strangest thing about this man was his tail, which he had instead of legs. It was silver like a shark, but covered in scales that shone in rainbow patterns when the sun hit them. He waved it up and down slowly like a cat wagging its tail in a lazy manner. He must have felt her stare because he turned towards her and met her eyes. His mouth curved into a grin that melted Shannon's heart. His teeth were so white. He was beautiful. This wasn't a human-it was a merman. Shannon rubbed her eyes and wondered if she was hallucinating. She looked down at her soaking white shirt and shorts that clung to her body. Her shirt was now translucent because it was wet, but at least she had a bra on underneath. She blushed as she realized how naked she was in front of the merman. He seemed to like the view. He devoured her body with his eyes, which made Shannon giggle. She approached him on shaky knees, forcing her shyness aside. "So you're awake," he said. "Yes, my name is Shannon." "And I'm Gildor," the merman said. "I found you in the middle of the ocean. I brought you here, but was worried you might never wake-up." She took a seat next to him on the boulder. "Thank you. I would have drowned without you." Gildor shook his head. "The mermen and mermaids would never have allowed that to happen. Even if we couldn't swim you to shore, we could give you a kiss and it would make you able to breathe underwater for the day." Shannon's eyes lit up. "Breathing underwater sounds like fun! Do you think maybe I could try it for awhile?" She should have been more concerned about finding her old ship and getting something to drink, but she was so fascinated by this man that she didn't care at the moment. She wanted to learn more about this merman and his world, so she could tell her family and friends about him once she went back-not that they would believe her. She reached into her back pocket to find her cell phone and take a picture. It must have fallen into the ocean though because it wasn't there. It probably would have been destroyed because of water damage during the journey anyway, so she chose not to worry about it too much. "I probably shouldn't take you for a swim," Gildor said. "You looked tired." Honestly, Shannon felt exhausted. Her muscles were sore from almost drowning and her body felt weak from the beating it had taken from the sun, but she was too excited to rest. "I'll be fine as long as you are there next to me." She smiled. "After all, you rescued me before." So they scrambled into the ocean together until they were neck deep. After they swam out for a little while,