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Chapters (48)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Epilogue
  32. Acknowledgments
  33. Discover More
  34. About the Author
  35. Praise for Jenny Holiday’s Novels
  36. Also by Jenny Holiday
  37. Don’t miss the next book in the Matchmaker Bay series!
  38. For a bonus story from another author you may love, please turn the page to read Meant to Be by Alison Bliss
  39. Chapter One
  40. Chapter Two
  41. Chapter Three
  42. Chapter Four
  43. Chapter Five
  44. Chapter Six
  45. Chapter Seven
  46. Chapter Eight
  47. Chapter Nine
  48. About the Author

“Oh my God. This is totally Splash!” Maya gave Eve a little push toward Sawyer, who was still standing a few feet away.

“This is what?” Sawyer’s brow furrowed as he turned to Maya.

Maya pushed Eve again—hard. Right. Now it was her turn. “I don’t want to go back to Toronto.” Her voice was shaky and quiet—almost a whisper—but that was okay, because she was talking only to him. “I mean, I love Toronto. I’ll miss it. But I already told Jessica to take the Mermaid off the market.”

Sawyer inhaled a sharp breath.

“I’m staying. I was so focused on what I thought was my dream job, but I didn’t realize that what I have here is my dream everything. I got my dream back.” Her voice hitched, and she had to swipe away a few rogue tears, but she didn’t care. “I got my love back.”

“Evie.” That was all, just her name. He seemed to have lost his voice. But that was okay. She had one now.

She cleared her throat. “So, yeah, I guess I’m an innkeeper now.” She turned to Maya, who was beaming.

“You’re also the mer-queen!” Maya held up a teal-sequined monstrosity. “You can use my tail. I cut a hole in the bottom last year, because I refuse to be jailed. So you can walk in it. Kind of.”

Eve accepted the tail but turned to Sawyer, because there was more to say. “I’m sorry I didn’t have the guts to tell you earlier how I felt. But I love you.”

He bent down and picked up the crown that had fallen off his head. “Do you love me enough to put on that ridiculous tail and be my mer-queen?”

She pulled on Maya’s tail. “I do. I can swim now and everything.” She pointed to the float. “Is that my canoe?”

“It is. I realize that you don’t need it now that you can swim, but…”

“It’s good to finish things. To read all the way to the end of the story.”

“Yes.” He took her hand. “Exactly.”

Sawyer and Evie walked back to the float. The sun had come out, and he watched it shine down, as it had so many times before, on his Evie, the queen of the mermaids.

As they approached the base of the float, he boosted her up, and the marching band broke into “Kiss the Girl.”

So he followed the girl up onto the float, put his own tail on, righted his crown, and did exactly that.

Epilogue

Epilogue

A month later

They waited for Maya to arrive before starting the official tour. When she did, everyone broke into applause. Sawyer ushered her into the kitchen of the Mermaid and noted with amusement that she still had “blood” on her hands—she had played the title role in the fall play herself.