“Remember that one time that we came here and you hid behind that tree over there and I didn’t see you, I couldn’t find you so I thought you fell into the river, hit your head or something.” He says.
“How would you have thought that??” I ask him chuckling.
“It was not my fault. Little Aaron had fallen into the river few days ago so I was scared it happened to you too.” He says.
“But I can swim....” I argue.
“I know woman!! I panicked okay.” He says.
“And then you waited till I got close to the edge and you pushed me into the water. Now, don’t forget that it was like the dead of winter so not only was it cold but some part of the river have started to freeze.” He says to me like he is narrating a story.
“Okay?? Why are you telling me all of this?” I ask him.
“Because my dear there always come a time for retribution and the day is now.” He says still looking out into the water.
“What??” I Shriek when I realize what he means.
It is too late because as I try to pull away from I realize also that he is holding my hand to him in a solid hold.
“What the heck?!” I say our loud.
“How does it feel knowing any moment from now you are going to be flung into the river ?” He asks me.
I shake my head at him pleading wordlessly that he reconsiders.
He stands abruptly and with one hand he hoists me and throws me into the river swiftly.
I am submerged in the freezing waters in the blink of an eye. It swallows me and I just let the water carry me down and pull me back to the top.
It feels good and cold at the same time. It is normally cold during the spring, fall and winter. Nearly all year round but during the summer it can be warm.
You know what I am saying....
I drag myself to the surface and sputter looking for him and kicking my legs, locking eyes with him.
“You didn’t just throw me in the river to revenge for that time. I was just joking and you told me you were not going to get me back.” I gasp for breathe.
“You know there was no way I would have let that slide. I have an obligation to get you back.” He says dramatically.
I huff as I wade out of the water drenched to my bones.
He is watching me with a satisfied smirk and a self assured smile. What the actual f**k?
he is watching me. Like really looking at me. His eyes widen comically.
What is he looking at?
I look down at my body and see that my shirt is molded to my body. My n*****s are very erect and showing through my clothes.
There is nothing wrong with the clothes.... like we have seen each other naked before but I don’t know why this feels awkward, very different.
He pulls off his shirt and hands it over to me, He then turns around and faces the other way.
“You can turn around now.” I tell him softly when I have wrapped myself with his shirt.
“Well, that went well...” he says.
We both look at each other and burst out laughing.
“What was that about... you have never been awkward or weird around me before... what’s up with that??” I ask him.
“I don’t know... you were not like this then...” he murmurs and blushes even harder.
“Okay... what’s that about ?” I ask again because now I’m confused.
“You know what I mean.. you were not this.... developed.” He says again.
“Ohhhh. You’re talking about my body.” I say blandly and feel so self conscious.
“What??? No don’t say it like that...” he says.
“I mean it in a good way. Look Lily, I am a man and when I see a beautiful woman with a body like yours of course I feel something and I admire. I am a man.” He says.
“That’s okay. I’m not offended.” I tell him.
“Thank God because I would have hated for things to get awkward now that you have filled out.” He says.
“Are you telling me that all this time you never noticed ‘my body’ till now?” I ask him.
“Don’t be silly. Of course I haven’t. You have never gotten wet and naked for me before.” He says.