i'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck
As a medical professional as well as a beautiful woman, no doubt Isla could diagnose the early signs of a nosebleed when she saw one, such that no one would have blamed her had she handed Everest a towel as she came out of the changing room instead of merely taking his arm. Indeed the aviator looked as though his knees might buckle (for the second time that evening) upon seeing one of Mateo's outfit choices. "I'm going to sound like a broken record, but wow." He murmurs softly, as if not
With swim shorts also picked out by Mateo (plain black and a bit too short for his tastes, but the botanist had insisted), Everest reached for Isla's hand. There were only a handful of people in the Eye such that given its size, the couple could easily trick themselves into thinking they were alone thanks to the heavy mist that rose up from the water.
"Is the temperature okay?" The water would be, he knew, but their evening would likely have to be cut short if Isla had to keep herself beneath the surface for the entire time.
With swim shorts also picked out by Mateo (plain black and a bit too short for his tastes, but the botanist had insisted), Everest reached for Isla's hand. There were only a handful of people in the Eye such that given its size, the couple could easily trick themselves into thinking they were alone thanks to the heavy mist that rose up from the water.
"Is the temperature okay?" The water would be, he knew, but their evening would likely have to be cut short if Isla had to keep herself beneath the surface for the entire time.
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