I blink the water out of my eyes. Before I could even start to panic, Darren had saved me, and I’m taken aback by his speed. I mean…from that distance, is it even possible for him to move that fast?
And the way he’s holding me, it’s like I weigh literally nothing to him. I know I am not the thinnest woman out there, so feeling him hold me like I’m just a toy… I can’t help but shiver.
Not to mention the fact he’s holding me while treading water, keeping both our heads above the water without any kind of arm movement. Is he an olympic swimmer? I think deliriously.
I look at him, the water turning his white shirt practically see through. His arms are like a vice around me, but I don’t feel boxed in. He stares at me with his gray piercing eyes.
“You’re alright?” He asks, and a
