"I'm sorry." I gave her a small smile after she coughed out the water. She was glaring at me, didn't even send a look that would be a clue she's not angry.
"What exactly are you sorry for Khalil." She rubbed her throat and I shrugged really not knowing what to say. I'm I sorry for throwing her into the water or for not knowing she couldn't swim. What exactly I'm I sorry for?
"Everything?" I asked and she pushed me with the little strength she had.
"Where in your entire life have you ever seen me dive into water that isn't either in a bathtub or falling from a showerhead!?" I wasn't sure if she was shouting but you could say she was, that nerve on her forehead looked like it was about to pop.
"I think you look hot when you wet." I tried and she tackled me down to the ground. "You could've just asked me if you wanted us to fuck here."
"Why are you so annoying? My throat burns." I kissed her neck.
