<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #4080FF">"Lana?"</span> She raised an eyebrow. Hadn't heard that one before, though she supposed it was a pretty obvious nickname for her. She had just always been Aly to her friends and family. Then again, it was sorta cute if she had another nickname that only Dimitri used. <span style="color: #4080FF">"And I don't think I dreamed of anything. Can't remembah anyway."</span> No way was she going to admit she had been dreaming about the two of them swimming hand in hand through the white, fluffy clouds.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #4080FF">A dee off?</span></span> Hm. It was definitely worth considering. Nearly all her time off was spent underwater, and it got dull no matter how often she switched beaches. But if she had a day where she didn't have to do anything - no work, no shopping, no cleaning, and, most importantly, no being a mermaid - yeah, she could definitely live with that. She highly suspected she was Dimitri's reason to stay for more than a day in Boston, and if she hadn't been a somewhat mature adult, she would have screamed. <span style="color: #4080FF">"I'll see if I can't call Daniel when I get up,"</span> she told the guy holding her hand. <br/><br/>She was really close to asking Dimitri if he wanted to just stay at hers while he was in Boston. Alannah almost forcibly had to remind herself that she barely knew him. Even though they had been kissing quite a lot and had had a fight and looked at the stars and napped together and everything. Not to mention that they were both supernatural beings. Yeah, this was definitely unusual, but she wasn't about to part with her common sense like that. <span style="color: #4080FF">"I'm afraid I don't really know much about hotels in Boston,"</span> she told him with half a smile. <span style="color: #4080FF">"But I'm sure ya'll work something out, like ya said."</span> <br/><br/>Her stomach growled again. Alannah caught herself wishing she had shark teeth, so she could at least go hunting. But no, of course she only had the tail and the gills. Then again she supposed underwater kissing wouldn't have happened if she had had three rows of razor sharp teeth. Why weren't books waterproof yet? There was nothing at all to do down here for the next five-ish hours. Except ask questions. <span style="color: #4080FF">"Ya always manage? Ya travel around a lot? Where ya been?"</span></div>