Jake fixes pools and broken jacuzzis for a living. It’s honest work, and it asks nothing of him once he packs up his tools and drives home to an empty apartment.
When his boss sends him to the Harrow Institute, the red-brick Victorian the whole town crosses the street to avoid, he tells himself it’s just another job.
But something rises from the depths of the tank he’s been hired to repair. A man from the waist up, with brooding dark eyes and a voice that lands in Jake’s head like a stone dropped into still water. His name is Paio, and he’s a merman. A Finfolk clan leader, torn from his ocean and held in the Harrow while he recovers.
Jake is only supposed to fix the merman’s saltwater tank. There’s no need to touch the water. And he’s definitely not supposed to climb in.
But the pull between them is older than language. Paio has been alone in the dark for seven months, and he’s decided Jake is his. Mermen don’t make that claim lightly, and they don’t let go. Jake doesn’t want him to.
The Harrow Merman is a steamy MM paranormal romance featuring a touch-starved merman, and a lonely human who finds a fated mate in the most unlikely of places.
