A few splashes, a lot of laughing, and one almost-kiss later, they both returned to the boulder.
The water rippled softly around her knees as she leaned back on her palms, looking up at the sky through the tangle of leaves above.
Roland dropped down beside her again, wringing out the edge of his soaked shirt with a chuckle. “Okay, okay. You win this round.”
“I win every round,” she said smugly.
He tilted his head at her again, this time intentionally. “Tell me something I don’t know about you, Leah.”
Leah laughed. Then his tone softened.
“What’s your hobby?” he asked, brushing his wet hand along a smooth stone behind them.
“My hobby?”
“Yeah. What makes you feel alive when no one’s watching?”
For a second, she was quiet, and then her gaze turned a little distant and thoughtful.
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