The Bad Boy And The Mermaid

Hunter
“Hello? Are you still with me? Or have you expired from shock?” I heard Hannah’s voice but I couldn’t understand what she was
saying, all I could hear was FOUR FREAKIN MILLION DOLLARS.
“If this is some kind of joke, Hannah, I’ll kill you,” I warned her.
She switched to video-call and I found myself staring at a blank white until I realized she’d been holding the lottery ticket on the
screen. She slowly panned it out. “Do you read this?”
“It’s a ticket I bought. That doesn’t explain anything.”
She turned the ticket over and showed me a number. Two-nine-one-four-eight. And then she proceeded to show it to me on her
laptop and the winning number printed in the newspaper.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. “Take a picture and send it to me on my phone.”
“If Ryan gets his hands on this ticket, you’re finished, and you have about twenty-four hours from now to claim the reward if you
don’t then they will do another draw and find another winner.”
“Why didn’t you tell me about this before?”
“Because you weren’t answering your calls GENIUS.” Hannah literally screamed at the word ‘Genius’ to put emphasis.
“Sometimes I wonder if my best friend was possessed to marry a dumb guy like you.”
I laughed, “well, that’s funny literally coming from a person who’s IQ is similar to a carrot eating rabbit." I repeated what I’d taught
Blue when we had first met.
Hannah narrowed her eyes at me. “This ticket is going to the dumpster.”
“NO!”
“Alright. I’ll change my mind if you say ’Hannah is the smartest sister in this whole wide universe. Say it.”
“Over my dead body.”

She held the ticket in one hand, and a lighter in the other, challenging me. A mocking smile on my evil sister’s face, “I know how
much this lottery means to you.”
“Hannah is the smartest, most beautiful sister in this whole wide universe.”
“Awww. Sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me. If I were you, Hunt, I’d be packing right now.”
“Talk to you later,” I said and ended the call.
Blue’s eyes were wide in curiosity, “Is something wrong? What was Hannah talking about?”
“Turns out we just became rich. We won the lottery.” I explained her, and then added, “That’s what Hannah says, and I’m still not
sure if it’s really true or if she’s playing a prank on me. We have to go back home and find out.”
Blue’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Does that mean we could have a baby now?”
That hadn’t really crossed my mind.
“Well...I suppose we...”
She hugged me fiercely, the wheels in her mind were already turning. “You’ll have a lot of money now, won’t you? So that means
we could have a baby now. Say yes, Hunter, pleaseeeeee...”
I smiled. “We would have enough money for everything you want.”
“I just want you, always and of course our baby.” She scooted closer and put her arms around me. In a sweet, melodious, voice
she whispered, “Let’s make a baby right now.”
I laughed. “We just made love.”
“Let’s do it again so we can be sure there’s going to be a baby.”
Not that I would ever deny giving Blue what she wanted. She was so fucking beautiful that I could go on for hours without
complaining.
“As my wife wishes,” I said.

I caught the ribbon that was holding her hair together and pulled it. The waves of shiny blue hair cascaded down to her
shoulders, and that innocent mouth was inviting, which reminded me of that quote I once heard ′she looked like a good girl who
was bad just for me.′
She attacked me like a hungry lioness who’d been refused food for a long time. Her mouth was searing hot on my own, taking
my tongue deeper into her mouth and sucking on it savagely.
Blue was innocent, but her innocence was most likely seen out of bed. When she had me had her mercy, she would make sure
she got she wanted. Right now, her display of affection seemed adorable because she was hell-bent on achieving what her heart
desired the most.
A baby.
And she was making sure that she would do it correctly.
I was deep inside of her, as deep as I could go. Thrusting hard and fast; once, twice, and continued the process until I knew she
was coming closer. She moaned loudly and I felt her walls clench around me as I came inside of her.
We were both breathless and panting, my forehead was touching hers when she asked, “do you think you put a baby in there
right now?”
I laughed at the innocent question, “Probably. We’ll have to continue making love until we know for sure.”
“I’m so excited, Hunter. I can’t wait until the baby is here.”
She made it sound so easy. I had a mental image of a Stork delivering a bundled up baby on the doorstep.
I pulled out and instantly felt the loss. I lied down beside her in bed, taking her into my arms and stroking her slowly. Her Blue
hair was spread over my chest, and I caressed the thick locks lovingly.
“We should get some clothes and toys for the baby, what do you think?” She asked, peering at me.
“First we need to be sure that Hannah wasn’t lying to us so we have to leave tomorrow morning.” I reminded her.
“We’re going home?”
“Yeah.”

“Our home.” She said dreamily like the little apartment was a luxurious palace. “What if Hannah isn’t lying? What if you really got
the money? We could buy the clothes and the toys, right?”
I smiled. “And a lot of other things. If not, then you’re going to continue with the contraceptives.”
“Contra—what?”
“Nevermind. Just sleep, Blue.”
Blue
It felt like I’d slept for days, maybe even several months. I opened my eyes to find Hunter standing by the foot of the bed packing
our bag, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. His golden-brown hair tousled, like it hadn’t seen a brush for days but gorgeous
nevertheless.
I sighed in contently. There was no way I could get tired of just looking at him. My husband was just so handsome, it took my
breath away and sometimes even made me wonder if I was perhaps dreaming all along.
If it’s a dream, that would surely break my heart. And recently I’d started to wonder if I had imagined everything like that movie
Hunter and I saw the other day where the woman lived a beautiful life with her husband and children and in the end, it turns out
she had imagined everything.
After that movie, I continuously pinched myself and sometimes Hunter. He got a little annoyed by the pinching but ignored it most
of the time.
“Good Morning, love.” He greeted me with a smile.
I yawned, “Good morning. Why didn’t you wake me up?”
“You were sleeping soundly, and I liked watching you sleep.”
I raised my hand towards him in invitation. “Come to bed with me.”
Hunter laughed, “your appetite for sex surpasses mine. Well, can’t say I didn’t know about it. As mortifying as it may sound, your
brother warned me about it, said mermaids liked sex."
Heat rose to my cheeks, “Apollo said that to you?”

Hunter was grinning. “He did, and I promised that I would keep up. I really needed a partner who could live with the fact that I’m
horny most of the time. You complete me, Blue.”
I felt like he was teasing me. I knew exactly when he was teasing me.
I sniffed, and Hunter pointed at the coffee table. There was a tray topped with toasts, omelet and fruits. A glass of juice and a
coffee.
My stomach rumpled.
“Eat your breakfast, have your bath and get ready because we’re leaving in an hour.” He informed me and then his smile turned
sneaky. “After you’re done, I have a surprise waiting for you.”
“What surprise?” I asked.
I LOVED surprises!
“I’ll show you what it is if you manage to finish what’s on the table and get ready.”
“Tell me what it is. I can’t wait!” I said bouncing on the bed excitedly.
His eyes went to my bare front, to my jiggling breasts, his nose flared and his silver-gray eyes dilated into a darker shade. I
recognized that look, it usually happened when we were making love. Without taking his gaze off, he said, “You do that again,
baby and your surprise will be delayed by another thirty minutes.”
I didn’t have to be warned twice before I wrapped the sheet around myself and went to eat breakfast. I ate everything on the
plate just like he wanted me to, and drank both the juice and the coffee.
“Can I see the surprise now?”
Hunter had an amused look on his face, he pointed his thumb at the bathroom door. “Bath first.”
“You’re mean.”
“Take a proper bath. Don’t cheat.” He called out after me.
I came out of the bathroom a few minutes later. I’d taken lesser time for bathing than usual because I couldn’t stop thinking about
the surprise that Hunter wanted to show me.

Was it related to our future baby? I hoped it would be.
If the surprise was jewels or something equally boring, then I would be disappointed.
I dressed up hastily and even combed my hair, tying it into a pony-tail.
“Now show me the surprise,” I begged.
“Patience, my love,” Hunter said as he brought a square-shaped board and placed it on a chair, facing me. A white sheet
covered it.
“Do you know what this is?” He asked.
“Your painting?”
He grasped the edges of the white sheet. “Ready?”
I sat in awe as he pulled the sheet away to reveal a painting. A painting that Hunter had started the morning following our
wedding.
I couldn’t even believe that it was me that he’d painted on the canvas.
“What do you think?” He asked.
I couldn’t even form words on my tongue as I continued to stare at it, utterly mesmerized.
In the painting, I was sprawled on this very bed, the sunlight streaming from the window made my hair and my naked skin
glisten. I was lying on my front but looking teasingly at the painter. There was just one thing that was altered.
My legs.
Instead of my legs, he’d painted my tail. I was in complete mermaid form from waist down. It was so detailed, the colors vibrant
and precise like the painting had come to life. You could tell that the painter had poured all his heart into this very piece, paying
attention to the smallest of details. He did love this mermaid deeply to have painted her with such care. He’d signed below with
his name.
Hunter Brantley

Tears sprang in my eyes and I squeezed his hand. “It’s so beautiful, Hunter.”
He kissed the top of my head. “I’m glad you like it. I just wanted to show you that I appreciate you in every form, whether you’re a
human or a mermaid, you’re still mine.”
“I can’t say how much this means to me. Thank you. You’re so very talented. You should pursue your art talent. Will you...” it hurt
me to ask him because I loved this painting so much. “Will you sell this painting?”
He stared at me in confusion for a few seconds before he burst into laughter.
“You’re laughing at me again. What’s so funny?”
“Why on earth would I sell a painting of my naked mermaid wife?”
I was delighted to hear that. “You wouldn’t?”
“Hell no.” He laughed again. “It’s for my eyes only. If there’s anyone who’s going to look at you naked, in real or in a painting, it’s
always going to be me. Tell me you understand that, Blue.”
“Of course, I understand,” I said feeling a little stupid for even asking him that question. “What if I want to paint you naked?”
The corners of his mouth twitched upward, “I wouldn’t stop you from trying.”
“You would teach me, right?”
“I can.” He said, still smiling in a teasing way. “I plan to do more paintings with you in it.”
“How lovely. I’m excited for them as well.” I said.
Hunter covered the painting with the cloth again and resumed to pack things. “Would you like to say good-bye to Mary-Alix and
Delphine before we leave?”
“Yes, I would love that.” I stood up and started making my way out of the bedroom. “I’m going to ask her to pack me her
homemade pickles and that delicious fruit cake.”
“I’m putting all our stuff in the car. Don’t be too late, okay?”
Finally, we were going home.