03 The Fate Of The Muse - Marina's Tales by Derrolyn Anderson

Author:Derrolyn Anderson [Anderson, Derrolyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: surfing, romantic suspense, fantasy, supernatural romance, first love, love story, paranormal, mermaids, teen girl series, fantasy romance, california, young adult romance, mermaid romance, mermaid
Publisher: Derrolyn Anderson
Published: 2012-03-10T10:08:41+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

JAWS

The next morning we met Kimo in the lobby, following him out to a big black van that was parked in front of our hotel. The tinted glass windows made it seem a little sinister, and Shayla peered in suspiciously, her face registering shock when she saw that Matt was sitting in the passenger seat.

“He’s coming too!” she gasped, gripping my arm with wide, excited eyes. After we’d gotten back to our room Shayla had spent most of the evening running down every last movie Matt had appeared in. That explained why everyone was so mystified as to why I didn’t know him, for apparently he’d been a celebrity for quite some time. I just yawned, used to being out of the loop.

“Honeys,” Kimo opened the side door with a sweeping gesture. I could see a selection of boards and towels packed in the back and returned his smile. I sure hoped he wasn’t exaggerating about the surf.

We drove down the winding little roadway and Matt turned around to flash a movie star grin at me, “Kimo says you can surf the big ones better than any chick he’s ever seen.”

I didn’t know how to respond to that so I just shrugged. He turned his attention to Shayla, and was rewarded with doe-eyed adoration. I was a little surprised to see the normally wary Shayla look so smitten, but I’d seen the signs often enough. I had grown up watching Evie bowl people over with her charm, after all.

“How’s your Aunt Evie?” Kimo asked as if on cue, pulling the van off the highway onto a lonely dirt road.

“She’s fine,” I replied, remembering how quickly Evie had wrapped Kimo around her little finger. I was afraid I had that effect on him too, only I wasn’t doing it on purpose.

Shayla launched into a detailed account of how Evie had flown us to Paris in her new jet and knew all the fashion designers. I could feel Matt watching me like Kimo always did, suddenly much more impressed. I turned away to look out the window, thinking that this little field trip might not have been such a good idea.

We drove through vast fields of pineapple and sugarcane, slowly maneuvering around the potholes, and finally coming up to a sinister looking stretch of road. The sides were lined with burned out, torn apart old cars, and it felt like some kind of warning.

“Locals don’ like nobody on dis lan,” Kimo said, “Cept me and my brahs.”

We continued on through the post-apocalyptic landscape until we reached the end of the line, finding several cars at the edge of the cliff, a few spectators looking down with cameras and binoculars. We parked, and the roar of pounding surf greeted my ears, sending my heart beating a little faster.

Kimo turned to me, “Les go!”

We climbed out of the van and Gabe came trotting up, “It’s going off!” he told Kimo, “Kaiko has a ski ready for you.” He looked at me and Shayla, “Kimo… It’s too big for them.

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