Seduced by Shark Shifters II: Logan's Tail

PROLOGUE I never dreamed that I would find myself naked in a pool with sharks, but even at the tender age of twenty-two, I knew that life had a way of surprising you sometimes. It was kind of like finding out that your older brother, the one who had always been so dependable, is now gay and in love, and living with, not one, but two guys. Or the surprise you get when your father sends you, the not-so-dependable son, off to talk some sense into your older brother. Or the kind of surprise that comes when you realize that maybe your older brother is not the only one who is gay, and that at twenty-two, you’re exploring a whole new side of yourself that you never thought existed. Or perhaps the scariest surprise, the one that came before all the others was the one that came when you were twenty and your dad called to tell you that your perfectly healthy mother died from a heart attack while jogging. Yes, those are the surprises that scare the hell out of you. They’re the ones that make you breathe as fast as you can one moment, and not at all the next. They’re the ones that make you glad to be alive one second, and then suddenly questioning your whole existence. They’re the kind of surprises that those of us who live by the water expect. They’re the kind of surprises that I went through. My name is Logan. This is my story.