Summer started to laugh at the look on his face, putting her hands down in the water to steady herself. “You must’ve had some idea when you said it,” she gasped, between giggles. “Come on, then, you’re so manly and fierce.”
“Spur of the moment,” he muttered petulantly, before he straightened up and puffed out his chest, attempting to strut forward the best he could in the water. Managing not to slip, he grinned and then pushed her up against the tiled wall, kissing her deeply. “How’s that for starters?”
The attempted strut made her laugh even harder, at least until he kissed her. Then she melted in his hands, kissing him back fiercely and pushing until he sat down in the water again. “You can do better,” she challenged.