Chapter Fifteen

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I walked back down the hallway, towards the meeting point. He was standing there, in speedos waiting for me. He looked up at me, staring eyes. I wasn't exactly sure where he was staring, but his intense, bright blue eyes, were gorgeous.

"God, I don't deserve you." He said to me as I walked through the door.

"Don't say that,"

"Come on you, let's go swimming." He walked on, down the corridor, and opened up one big sliding door. It only just sprang to my mind, that one of the reasons he wanted me to go swimming, was so that he could see me in a bikini. I mean, I don't mind, but I should have realised earlier.

Suddenly feeling very conscience, I put my arms in front of my belly, and tried to cover up as much of me as I could. He finally said, "And this is the pool. There's another hot tub up that end," he pointed to the left, "and there is a door leading to the spa if you need anything, you know, just ask." There were two diving boards up one end, and I presumed that the water was considerably deeper over there.

"You dive?" I asked him inquisitively.

"Yeah. My parents sent me to lessons when I was little and I hated it, but now I kind of enjoy it. So I carried on, and I'm not too bad at it if I do say so myself." He chuckled. "Last one in's a rotten egg," and with that he jumped into the pool. I kind of slid in by the side, swimming over to where he was, which was right in the deep end. Great, not only could I not see, because I had water in my eyes, (goggles are not an option) but I couldn't stand up either. He was bobbing up and down, and smiled. "I guess you're the rotten one then," he said and laughed.

"Yeh I suppose I am. Maybe one day you can show me your diving?" "Sure sweetpea." He smiled and laughed. Suddenly he dived down under the water, and even though I knew it would kill my eyes, I dived down after him. The bottom was a long way down and I had nearly run out of breath, but determined to get to the bottom, I carried on. I suddenly breathed in a massive mouthful of water, and started choking. He looked up at me, as I slowly tried to get to the surface, aiming for the pool side.

I reached the surface and popped myself onto the edge of the pool. He jumped out too and sat next to me.

"Are you ok?" He asked worriedly. "You do know how to swim, right? I forgot to ask.." he trailed off.

"Yeh, I know how to swim, I just didn't take a big enough breath,"

"Oh, well I might have to do mouth to mouth if you're that bad.." his eyes stared into mine and moved down to my lips.

"Isn't that only for when someone isn't breathing at all.." I said really aware of the fact he was staring at my lips moving as I spoke.

"Yeh, but no one will ever know, and who makes up these rules anyway?"

"Um..." I said hesitantly, but before I could finish my sentence, he leaned in and kissed me.

"I feel a lot better. How about you?" He asked hopeful that I would say no.

"Um.. I suppose I'm better, but I'm not completely better yet," I said winking at him.

"That will never do." And he leaned in again and kissed me, but for longer this time, and it was better as well. It didn't taste so much of chlorine.

We pulled apart. "I think you're gonna have to nearly die every day, if this is the outcome," he said his eyes glinting at me.

"Me too."

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