“No, I just felt like it today,” I muttered, sinking deeper into the water, so it came up just past my collarbone.
He stepped closer, stopping just at the edge of the water. “What did Rhys tell you yesterday, Keya? After I left..." He looked at me, this time, meeting my eyes. He was ready for whatever it was...
"That you want to f**k me. Is that right?" I asked, not stopping. My nerves tingled as his eyes dipped to the water, as if he wanted to look beyond the cover of water.
He bit his lips for a second... as if he was trying to decide whether to tell me the truth or lie.
"What do you think, Keya?" he whispered, his eyes battling with mine. I already knew, and I burned from the knowledge.
My heart stopped.
"I don't know."
"You know, you always knew, didn't you?" he asked, eyes stop
