I Never Thought

Chapter 32

With my hands planted on my hips, I glared at Chase when he resurfaced with a smug grin tugging at his lips. Not only were my clothes now wet, but my hair was as well; that within itself was posing as a big problem. I promptly began brainstorming ways I was going to tame my curls and keep the frizz to a minimum. My hair being half wet with no leave-in conditioner or a wide tooth comb nearby was a recipe for disaster.

"Why so sour? The water is great, come on in!" He yelled before pushing his drenched hair off his eyelids and to the back of his head.

Chase's POV

"I already told you I don't have anything to wear," she whined before kicking a pebble with her bare foot.

"You're wearing a bra and panties, right?" I asked and she froze, shooting her narrowed eyes at me. I almost flinched at the way she stared, maybe I shouldn't have asked that.

"Of course I am."

"That's the same as a bathing suit, isn't it?"

"No, it's not!" She began to giggle but then caught herself and tried to press her lips into a straight line. "They're going to be wet when I put my clothes back on."

I tried to think of a way to get her to feel comfortable enough to join me in the lake. Of course she wouldn't be comfortable with just wearing her undergarments, but I didn't understand why. It was just the two of us here and even if it wasn't, she wouldn't seem out of place because a bra and panties are pretty much the norm to swim in.

"Do you just don't want to come swimming at all or are you actually conflicted about what to wear into the water?" I swayed my arms in wide horizontal circles and kicked my feet out to my sides to keep myself afloat.

"I mean, the water looks great, but I just wish you told me to grab a bathing suit when I went home to change."

"I wasn't planning to come here today, to be honest."

"What made you decide to all of a sudden?" Her arms were crossed over her chest now.

"When I got that phone call, I just knew my day was going to be fucked from that moment forth, so I figured that I might as well make my way here."

"I guess that makes sense."

"You can either come in and be refreshed or stand there and watch me have a blast," I teased, and she smiled lightly.

"You are so persistent."

"Am I really?"

"Very."

"Oh come on Clo, after what went down yesterday don't you think you need this too?"

The playful wall of stubbornness that she built up seemed to soften because her shoulders relaxed, and she looked down at the grass.

"We have different ways of relieving stress."

"What's yours?" I asked, ignoring the slight, perverted hope of her saying that she did it by sexually pleasing herself. The thought of her laying in bed with her legs spread as she brings herself to her climax excited me and I had to fight to suppress it. Now is not the time Chase, god-damn it.

"Going for a run."

I exhaled a breath of relief and maybe even disappointment.

"You're telling me that you'd prefer going for a run over swimming in this beautiful lake?"

"Well, maybe." She fiddled with a loose woolen string that dangled from her sleeve.

"Alright. Suit yourself." I spun around and was about to dive below the surface when she called me.