Emerald
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"What the heck were you thinking?! You could've died!"
"I-I'm sorry..." I looked down at his chest as water glistened down his neck. His arms were around my waist and he was also supporting both of our bodies so it would stay afloat.
"Stop apologizing and tell me honestly! Did you jump on purpose?"
I bit my bottom lip as my eyes started clouding with tears. "I...I'm sor-" before I could finish, I felt something soft pressed against my lips. I stared down at his closed eyelids and felt my heart racing against my chest. He started moving his lips and I opened my lips, letting him in. It felt like forever before we finally stopped.
He pulled away, tugging at my bottom lip and sighed. "We're not supposed to be doing this..." he whispered.
"Then why are you doing this?" I asked breathlessly.
"I don't know...." he answered. "But...just once more....just one more kiss." Then he pressed his lips against mine's again.
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