"Hold my hand." He whispered down to me.
"Luke, I-I'm scared."
The night was cool, with wind lightly whipping by. Not a soul was up at this hour, the residents of this invisible town drifted into sleep around nine. Very few dared to stay up past midnight, me and Luke being a part of these few.
"You'll be okay Riley, just take my hand." I took his hand as instructed, looking down at the icy blue water of the pool. "Trust me babe, I'd never hurt you." The sincerity clear in his eyes.
It caught me by surprise, 'babe'? Why did he call me 'babe'?
"On the count of three we jump, okay?" I nodded my head, squeezing his hand tighter, still a bit nervous of this whole jump-in-a-pool-at-midnight thing. "Get ready, 1..….., 2....…, 3!"
