Chapter 12

"What? No." I said.

"Come on," he repeated.

I shook my head. No.

"Why not?"

I wasn’t going to tell him that the only reason (besides the fact that I was a bit insecure about my body) that I didn’t get in the water was that I didn’t know how to swim, and that I would probably drown.

"Either you take that dress off and walk on your own, or I will do it myself."

"Fine." I said.

I had no excuse for the erratic beating of my heart.

I stood up and nervously fiddled with the hem of my dress, before I pulled it over my head. He was watching me; I could feel his gaze boring into my skin. He was making me self-conscious.

He looked me up and down, before he smirked, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth.

We walked next to each other towards the water, before he dived in, reappearing a few feet away, where the water reached his nipples. Which meant that it would reach my neck.

I wasn’t going to take that risk.