She was going to die.
It was impossible to resist the instinct to inhale. Water crushed her chest and the last of her air bubbled to the surface. She battled the urge until her lungs burned and she could no longer resist. As water entered her throat, a strong hand circled her wrist and tugged. She instinctively clutched it. The water moved around her as she was pulled back to the shallower depths. Another corded arm clamped around the back of her waist, and she was hauled coughing and sputtering against a hot, hard body.
It took several moments before she could draw a complete breath of air without breaking into another fit of hacking and snorting. When she managed to open her eyes, she found a pair of flashing sapphire ones locked with hers. Droplets of water still streamed down his thu
