It was past midnight, the humid summer night air warming your skin as you followed Lip over the fence surrounding the public pool. He was grinning like a kid on Christmas, immediately shedding his shirt and tossing it carelessly to the side.

You laughed brightly as he lost his jeans, too, and jumped into the water with a delighted shout. He came up a moment later, pushing his wet hair back. At the sight of your unrestrained laugher, he smiled wider. “Come on in, gorgeous. Water's too cold to swim by myself."

You rolled your eyes, amused. You started with your toes, kicking your shoes off and dipping your feet in. To your surprise, it was pleasantly warm. Liar. You sighed and shedded your clothes as well, before sliding the rest of the way in.

As soon as you were in, his impressive arms surrounded you, his happily smiling face invading your vision. He was so close... and you were all alone... and the water was so nice... and you just wanted to—

"Debbie almost drowned a girl in this pool," he laughed, interrupting the moment. Classic.