Chapter 43

The answer to that question was stupidly obvious, though.

A hand dipped into the water, splashed around. Lynn rippled with amusement and fanned out, moved across the bottom of the pool until he was close enough to slither up a tentacle and wrap it around Rudy's wrist and tug lightly. He heard Rudy swear, felt him try to pull free.

Keeping firm hold, Lynn broke the surface and grinned. "You can just call my name. I'll hear you."

"I wasn't sure," Rudy replied. "Leggo."

"Sure you don't want to go for a swim?"

Rudy grinned. "No way. I already think I need to wash my hand."

"This pool does have a cleaning system." Lynn let go and swam to the edge, climbed out of the water, and touched his ring to shift, feeling a pang as his tentacles once more returned to legs.

He grunted when a towel dropped over his head, stood up and dried off. "Where is the Goon trio?"

"Sulking in the living room. They seem to have a problem with nudity. Or at least your nudity."