Cyrus stared at me for several beats, his eyes unblinking and his mouth a thin line—but then the corners of his lips turned up slightly and his fins began to vibrate with laughter. Heat spread over my cheeks and I slapped the water, splashing Cyrus in the face. “You fucker.” Beads of water rolled off his slick skin as he smiled, revealing sharp teeth that looked like something you’d see on a piranha.
