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EXCERPT Minos hated playing the voyeur,
but he couldn’t look away. He wanted a group of
friends and a place to belong. Those people
seemed carefree and happy. Maybe he could approach them. One
of these people could be his destiny. Was he
supposed to talk to the humans? He wasn’t sure
how without his voice, but he’d been wrong about
the magic before. He listened closer, but didn’t
hear the music. His destiny would come with the
specific song of his mate. If anyone in the boat
could belong to him, then he would hear the
unique tune. Nothing. The voices filtered to him again,
though, and he honed in on the conversation. “John wants to tell us something,”
one of the women said. She flipped her blonde
hair over her shoulder. “He says it’s
important.” “Nothing with John is important.”
The dark-haired man swatted at one of the women.
“He’d have to speak up first, and he’s so shy.” “And too dramatic.” The blond man
laughed. “He can’t say anything too exciting.” “Now, it might be important,” the
other girl said. “My brother wanted that
promotion at work. He’s good at his job and
would be a great building manager. He’s been
shift manager for a long time and proving
himself.” Minos dipped under the water to
breathe. He had no idea what a building manager
might be and wondered what it looked like. Did
that mean the man was in charge of the boxes the
humans lived in? Worked in? He surfaced and
listened to the humans talk. “Well, whatever it is, he can get
his ass out here any time now,” one of the guys
said. Minos couldn’t follow the
conversation, but he enjoyed listening. The
humans were so angry and pushy. A fourth man ventured out to the
deck. The other humans were dressed for night
swimming and lounging on the boat, but this guy
seemed out of place. He wore glasses and kept
his inky black hair cut short. Instead of being
dressed like the other men in shorts, he wore a
button-down shirt and slacks. Minos stared at him. He liked the
way this man looked. He longed to touch him. A
faint tune played in his ears. Was it music from
the radio? He wasn’t sure. Reviews Coming Soon!
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