Return to Me by Sinclair Riley

Author:Sinclair, Riley [Sinclair, Riley]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-03-28T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

"I can’t believe you talked me into this."

"Don’t be such a wuss."

"That’s easy for you to say. You’re a mutant."

"It’s just water. We go on the count of three."

"Wait-"

"One-"

"Erik-"

"Two-"

Icy water hit her with a resounding splash as they plunged into the deep end. Erik came up grinning, Paige came up screaming.

"What the Hell happened to three?"

"It was implied." He laughed, "Gee Paige; you've got water up your nose. And you really should have used water proof mascara this morning."

"I hate you." She coughed and sputtered, gasping with the effort it took to tread water.

"Dive a couple of times," He instructed, "Then you won’t feel the cold quite so much. In fact," He continued, splashing past her, "the water will feel warmer than the air."

"Yeah that’s called hypothermia." She muttered, but swam hard to the four foot shallows anyway, curling her body into a flawless underwater dive as she went. She loved to swim, although the frigid water was a blunt shock to her system, invading every cell and tissue to bring her startlingly, vividly to life.

She forced herself to go deeper, streamlining through the underwater world until she reached the bottom and pressing her body flush against the flat coral blue tile, imagining the bottom dropping out beneath her. She pictured herself falling, falling, falling into a vivid underwater paradise of brightly colored fish and rainbow sprays of light swirling around her.

The tap on her leg combined with the burning sensation in her lungs served to pull her from the beautiful fantasy world daydream. The solid gray shape bumped her again, higher on her thigh this time. Water flooded her suddenly open mouth and she saw black spots an instant before she felt the pain. And then she was being pulled up fast and hard, roughly propelled through water that was clouded and bubbly and tinged with red.

"Holy shit!" Erik gasped, flinging her over the side of the pool before hauling himself onto the deck to kneel beside her, turning her roughly onto her side and whacking the middle of her back as she vomited up a healthy dose of chlorinated pool water. "That’s it Paige, breathe, breathe, that’s the way."

"Erik." She gasped, fire burning through her entire body.

"I've got to call for help. Don’t move."

"Don’t-leave me here." She groaned, but he was already gone. She struggled to breathe, tried in vain to pull her shaking body away from the edge of the pool, away from that...thing, and then panicked when she couldn’t draw air fast enough, when her muscles refused to cooperate.

"That’s right.307 Mockingbird Lane, white house with brick trim, mile long drive way, right. Yes." She heard him speak into the phone, heard the whoosh of the sliding glass doors and his footsteps pattering on the tile. "Shark attack. You heard me. Just get here." He growled into the handset before tossing it aside.

"Honey lean forward," His arms came around her and the next thing she knew a thick white blanket was wrapped around her. "Can you sit up on your own?"

"I-I think so.

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