I don't know if it sounded like I was waiting for him or if I wanted him to be in the pool with me, but my cheeks still flushed as if I had asked him to sleep with me or something. I fall underneath the cool water once more so that he cannot see my newly red cheeks. Ugh, curse my overactive cheek blood flow. While I'm under, though, I hear the loud crash of someone new entering the pool and when I open my eyes, I see a million little tiny bubbles surrounding one large, dark figure. The dark figure, you know, being Chase.

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