Ethan glanced at her serious expression and realized they wouldn't make love until he learned to swim today, and he almost cursed aloud at missing his chance—unless he could learn to swim faster, maybe there was still a shot.
Eva wasn't aware of his thoughts and pulled him into the stream, "Since you're already comfortable in the water, I'll teach you…." Eva began explaining and calmly guiding him through the water.
Ethan cleared his mind of distractions and focused on her teaching. Over time, he gradually learned to float, hold his breath, and perform basic strokes to swim forward a little.
His hands and legs ached after hours of practice. He turned to the side and saw Eva bathing on the other side.
Beads of water slide down her pale back, disappearing at her waistline, which looks smaller and curves sensually under the haze of the evening light, shimmering on the water's surface.
