~Hannah’s Point of View~
“It’s way too slippery here,” I laugh, falling for the tenth time. That one seriously hurt, I’m going to be completely covered with fresh bruises, ugh.
“A river in a canyon that is constantly moving over rocks and polishing them is slippery? No way! We’re lucky it's low today. Or maybe I’m lucky because less water means I see all of you,” he teases, offering me his hand. I grin and jerk his hand, making him fall as well.
It was a hard choice on whether or not to get in naked but I didn’t want to have wet clothes. Maybe that was his plan too but… I’m appreciating the view and I can’t lie about that. He’s so carefree and fun out here, I don’t know if he even realizes how different he is away from the pack.
Suddenly he’s looming over me, and I’d have to be blind t
