Crazy Billionaire: What Do You Want From Me?
Within the twinkle of an eye, I’m back out of the water and sprawled across the floor, coughing incessantly.
“Why didn’t you swim?! You could have died!” Spitfire slaps me hard across the arm as she yells.
I look at her, she’s shivering, tears glistening in her eyes.
I manage a small smile, “I don’t know how to swim, Spitfire. I’m aquaphobic.”
I watch as more terror crosses her face and tears start to stream down. “I-I just… I thought—Oh my God, what did I do? I thought you weren’t in the mood, like you didn’t wanna get your clothes wet…”