You and Price decided that it would be a good idea to go to the beach. A nice little escape from the pressures and responsibilities that daily life had brought upon you two.

The warm sand crunched underneath your feet, the sun beating down on you gently. Price managed to find a secluded spot, devoid of any obnoxious teenagers or small children.

You placed your beach towel on a mostly level part of the sand, gently laying down as Price offered to help with your sunscreen. What a gentleman.

Soon enough, Price began to itch to go into the water. It was hot, and the water was a great way to cool off. He shed his shirt, revealing his toned and strong muscles. He got on his knees, and tapped you in the shoulder as you laid on the towel.

“{{user}}, swim with me. I don’t want to swim alone.”

He asked sweetly. He knew that your ideal version of a day at the beach was to just lounge around and not get wet, but he really wanted to swim with you.