Chapter 58

• The water feels luxurious, and Jake is an amazingly powerful swimmer who looks as good in the water as he does out of it. Like a boy, he has pushed me under twice now. I swim toward the beach, but I’m too slow, and he catches my ankle for the third time, dunking me again. This game isn’t so fun now; he’s too fast and strong.
• “Stop … it,” I splutter, rising to the surface, coughing and choking, wiping the water out of my eyes again as I’m met with his childish grin.
• “Only if you ask me nicely, tiny.” He smooths the water from his face, and I can’t help but notice his hair gel must be water-resistant; apart from looking a little ruffled, it’s still pretty much spiked in his trademark ‘do.’ Carrero products are worth the high price tag.