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I shot a wave at Nico, letting it fall on my shoulders. The cool breeze caressed the back of my head, and I could n't help but notice how beautiful she was. Of course, I had no idea who he really was. It had been a long time since the sun broke out on the ocean, and the waves crashed in waves. I m not going to be in the mood to talk to him. In fact, I felt like the captain of the Sea Dancer. She was a god, giving him the most intense reaction I d seen in months.


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