Chapter Fifteen
Ginny let out a moan as the water enveloped her body, a moan that came right from the tips of her toes and skipped across the rippled surface of the springs. My God, this is heaven. The heat emanating from the water meant that even though her head was exposed, she didn’t feel cold. If she closed her eyes, and applied a bit of imagination with regards to the uneven surface beneath her feet, she could almost be in a bath or a hot tub.
She moved carefully away from the bank, aware that at any moment the ground could drop away and she’d have to swim, or tread water. Not a problem for her—she was an incredibly competent swimmer, when she got the chance—but she didn’t want to slip and accidentally dunk herself underwater, making herself look a complete fool in front of the thre
