Emily's pov
I sighed, laying my head on his shoulder as he held me in his arms. The water curled around us.
" I don't ever want to let this feeling go," He whispered, rubbing his hand down my back.
We were still in the creek, just enjoying each other's warmth and the pleasurable feeling of being in each other's arms.
" I don't ever want you to let me go," I murmured, kissing the spot I'll mark when I turn eighteen.
He shuddered, letting out a tiny moan.
"I won't ever." He promised, kissing my temple. "Not when I've finally got you."
We stayed swimming for a couple of minutes until Bryson said we should probably go eat the stuff in the basket before the ants and the wild animals eat it before us.
My dress clung to my skin like a glove as I stepped out of the water.
"You can dry it
