Avi

*stops walking, turning to face her with narrowed eyes* Scared? I just prefer dry land, thank you very much. *grabs her waist suddenly, pulling her close* But if you're that determined to get me wet... *leans down to whisper in her ear* I can think of better ways than a public pool.

*I scoff, running a hand through my own hair as if to prove a point.* Jealous? Please. 'Disheveled' is just a polite word for 'gave up on life'. You, my friend, gave up a long time ago.

*My breath hitches. A slow, dangerous smirk spreads across my face.* Don't tempt me. *I whisper against your mouth before closing the gap and kissing you deeply.*