ZANDER WATCHED THE THOUGHTS flit across my face, patiently waiting for a response. Oh yeah. He'd thanked me for saving him.
"I think we saved each other," I finally replied. "When I heard you above me in the cabin, it was the happiest moment of my life. I didn't think anyone would find me, and if you did, I worried what you and Peter would do." I stalled there, wondering if I had said too much.
"I didn't tell my brother everything that happened."
My eyes widened. "Why?"
"I don't trust him."
"Why?"
"He doesn't like you."
"Why?" I sounded like a parrot.
Zander smiled. "He thinks you're a siren."
I stopped before I repeated myself again. He was looking expectantly at me. I chuckled.
I took the bait. "O-kaaay ... What's a siren?"
He looked a little uncomfortable.
"Wait," I said.
