Michyle’s POV:
“How did you get here?” Michyle was certain that Caressa would stay in the suite until he returned. He found a new respect for her boldness.
“Chara showed me how to get around the ship on my own.”
“Oh. Why are you here?” he asked.
“I wanted to see you,” she answered, kicking her shoes off.
“Why, you have another inquisition for me?” he asked, stunned as she untied the bow that held her hair back.
“Why didn’t you invite me to come swimming with you?” she asked ignoring his sarcasm and disarming his anger only a little.
“You never invited me to swim with you in the lake,” he threw back, hoping to finally shock her, infuriated that she only smiled as her beautiful hair fell all around her, framing her body elegantly.
“I didn’t think you’d like it,” she answered and pulled at the string that held her dress in place. “I thought you preferred watching from the forest line.”