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Eric drifted awake what seemed like minutes after the mysterious girl left.
Everything about her was beautiful, from her eyes to her voice to her skin to the way she looked at him.
And of course, she saved him from drowning a mile out from sea.
But how could that have happened? Even the most trained sailor couldn't have swum a mile through an ocean, and certainly not while carrying him. To do that she would have had to be superhuman.
Or maybe not human. The thought made his eyes widen as the hazy memory of her cutting herself off. "I can't be around huma-" she'd said. Was it possible she meant humans? If so, then she must have been something else. Come to think of it, she looked distinctly like the face that he saw at the beginning of the party. But the boat was so far out and there were absolutely no boats within ten miles.
At that moment, two things emerged; a splitting headache and Max.
"Max," he called as loudly as he could. Damn his head hurt. It was like the mystery woman who was trapped in his mind was trying to hammer her way out. As his first mate came running towards him and helped him stagger to his feet, Eric made a mental note to search up what his rescuer might possibly be, if it wasn't just the agonizing pain deluding him. He made a vow to spend every minute of the coming months by the sea, so that she could return.
He loved her already.