Lola POV
Tom hasn’t even noticed yet as he seems to be deep in thought, floating in the water. I walk towards the riverbank and dive straight in. I don’t want to be seen in my black lace set by anyone if I can avoid it. The splashing seemed to have startled him as he is looking at me with eyes as wide as saucers when I come up for air about 2 yards from him. “I thought you didn’t want company?” he asks. “Yeah, well, I didn’t think I would feel bad for any guy ever again either but here I am” I grumble. “You don’t have to swim with me out of pity…” he starts, but I stop him before he can finish “it’s not like that”. And honestly it’s not. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t feel bad for being a b*tch to you. I wast thinking of having a swim anyway”. He chuckles lightly “you weren’t. I’m sure yo
