The brothers Part III
“Hey, love, I heard you asked about me.”
I was startled.
“Sorry I just showed up at this time. I went for a swim.”
“In the blood of the dead dolphin?” I raised an eyebrow. He sniggered and entered the room. My eyes raked over his well-built body with only a pair of swimming trunks covering the area below his waist. His black hair clung to his face, but there were no droplets on his body.
My brows drew together.
He was covered with the smell of blood.
“You stink.”
“I’m going to shower now.”
“Don’t tell me you really swam with the dead dolphin?”
“No, baby, I went to swim in the sea.”
“Huh?”
“There's a lot of fun stuff to do, isn't there, Dyvan? :)” His sly grin was directed at his brother who had his arms crossed. Dyvan’s lips twitched into a faint grin. I sat there, dumbfounded, between the two of them. What did he mean by ‘fun stuff’? What kind of ‘fun stuff’ could you do at sea besides escaping death from the monsters that could appear out of nowhere?