EMILY

"Swim. You're not going to join me?" He asked as he shook his head.

I shook my head, waving him off. "I'm good here,"

He raised a brow. "When was the last time you swam?" He asked.

"I can't remember,"

I've been a pretty good workaholic. I'm good at that, I commend myself.

"At least sit by the edge there and feel the water," he gestured to the floating dock by the waters. I sighed and got on my feet.

"Fine."

"But you get in the water first. I don't trust you, "

He feigned a frown as he shook his head. "I'm hurt, sweetheart."

My face heated up...