The merman, my man

Chapter 127

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 127

What a romantic scene…

More and more, I was reminded of the time when Dickens and I had our intimate encounter. I couldn’t

stop sweating from embarrassment, but Dicken’s face seemed to draw my gaze. Because our eyes

were glued together, it was difficult to separate ourselves from each other. I even had a hunch that he

was going to kiss me at any moment.

Once Dicken loosened the fork in his webbed claw, he reached for my back and sank his teeth into my

flesh. My back was shoved against him, and then his fishtail was used to prop him up. He had risen to

the surface of the water.

My ears perked up right away. I already knew what he was going to do next. We were about to embark

on a more intimate date.

I had no choice but to lean aside in order to keep Dicken at bay. My thoughts were consumed with

ways to distract him. I reached into my pocket and found a metal object, which I immediately retrieved.

It was Jack’s compass. The needle was thumping like my heart, but the arrow was always pointing in

the direction of Dicken. I put the compass between Dicken and myself, but it didn’t stop Dicken from

moving. I immediately came up with a solution: ” Dicken, look! “What is this?”

Dicken was taken aback by my questions. He moved his gaze to the compass in response to my

motion. Then he shook the compass between his thumb and index finger.

The compass seemed to have piqued his interest. I was instantly relieved and couldn’t help but smile.

But, of course, I would not let it show on my face.

I pointed to the compass with my finger and said, ” This is a compass.” “Do you know why this thing

keeps pointing at you?”

He imitated me by extending his finger and pointing to the compass. But his nails were too sharp. The

glass cracked slightly as soon as he touched it, leaving a small gap in the surface. He shook his head,

indicating he had no idea.

In my distress, I touched the compass and thought, ‘ This is Jack’s precious compass.’ He’ll beat me

up.’

But all I could do was raise my head and sigh, ” Because you have a magnetic field in you, it will attract

the compass and change the needle’s direction.”

“Attract…

“Magnetic Field…”

Dicken focused his attention on two words in my sentence and repeated them several times. He

sounded perplexed. Clearly, these two words were too difficult for him. But he was eager to learn, just Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

like any other student. He repeated the word, word by word as if digesting the meaning of the words in

his mind.

When he was saying the words, he kept his gaze fixed on me. I gradually began to suspect that he was

not learning these two words. He was instead attempting to express himself with these two words. My

heart rate increased as a result of this sensation. I quickly shifted my gaze away from his mesmerizing

eyes, fearing that I would lose control.

He drew his webbed claw up and placed it on the compass. The needle then began to vibrate more

vigorously as if it were about to jump out of the compass dial.

“Look, this is attraction,” I explained after taking a deep breath. Because you seem to attract…”

Dicken abruptly grabbed my wrist, causing my voice to become stuck in my throat. I was taken aback

and nearly threw the compass into the water. Dicken, fortunately, was quick and caught it before it fell.

He took the compass and gently pressed the small button on the compass. When I saw the scene, I felt

his fingertips on my heart as if they were stirring it. I was out of breath and could only look at him

quietly, like a fool. My mouth was sealed shut, preventing me from saying anything else that would

divert his attention.