Candice POV
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I grip on to his shoulder , as he almost loses his grip on my body.
For a second I feel him lose it, but when he holds me back again, with an intensity in his eyes I know he is seeing me, and he is there with me in this hell of passion.
"I got you " he stresses his words , as he walks towards the end on the pool.
And I bury my face against his neck, too afraid to look below us
Or at us
Sometimes even the truth will look like a blurry wind that questions its validity.
"Don't be scared " he whispers as he drops me.
"I'll be right back " he adds, as he swims back towards the end.
His body flexing
He grabs my dress and his shirt as he walks out.
I see him talking with someone and when he walks back, he has a few towels in his hand.
And a floating chair.
He thr
