Nathalie just ket kicking her legs in a swimming motion so she wouldn't sink to the bottom. She heard Jason swimming away and she let out of a sigh of relief.
What the hell was I thinking,
You're stupid, stupid, stupid stupid' she kicked herself mentally.
The fake courage she had built up on the way to the river had been long washed off, and all she was left with were regrets of her foolish behavious.
If only I hadn't stopped the cab to come here, she mummured to herself. Now she had made herself a laughing stock in front of Jason, how would he see her after this incident.
After a while, she head Jason call out to her, so she strained her head to turn around without moving her body.
'I want to throw the shirt, can you catch it?' he yelled.
Does he have a bir brain? Or was he just teasing her, she frowned. If he threw the shirt, she would have to raise her arms and hands to catch it, so what would she cover her breasts with?
'bring I to me youreself' she yelled back, after all he was the reason she was in this spot, she sighed to herself.
No you are the reason why you are in this position, a little voice said in her head. she growled feeling her frustration rise, she knew it was the truth, but why would her own conscience side against her instead of being with her.
After a while, she heard a splashing sound of Jason jumping into the water, he would get the shirt all wet if he jumped in like that, she sighed, after a few minutes, the sound of the water grew louder.
'here' Jason said, 'take it '
Just place It on my shoulder, I cant urn around.
Ohh' he blushed, then carefully placed the wet shirt on the blade of her shoulder,
Ill be at the shore' he said before swimming away.
After he swam away, Nathalie heavied a sigh of relief, then she tried fixing the shirt over her head, since the water was getting cold due to the setting sun, the shirt felt icy cold against her skin and she shivered.
Although the shirt was wet, it smelt like Jason, his, thick, warm masculine scent, she really resisted the urge to place the hem of it on her nose and take a sniff, 'jason was probably watching' she whispered to herself.
Then she turned around when she felt ready, she had already felt too many embarrassments in one day, first was her stupid ex val and his shinanigans, secondly, she embarrassed herself infront of val's cousin.
Jason was standing at the edge of the shore, the gentle currents of the river, swept waves of water up the soles of his feet and when their eyes met he smiled, he looked like a demigod standing there all ripped and his back turned towards the setting sun, if nathie had been hallucinated, she would have thought the setting sun had formed a warm orange hallo around his head, she giggled at the thought, as she swam closer, Jason was confused when he heard her light giggle, did he look funny? He scratched his head with his free hand and cast her a questioning look that made her melt under his gaze and swallow nervously.
When she got to the part where the the distance between the water and the land wasn't too defined, she placed her leg on the slippery mud and started to walk up the surface.
Jason grew quiet as his eyes left her face and swept towards her chest, the mixture of the cold breeze and water had formed goose bumps on her skin and her nipples had grown so taunt that they protruded through the surface of her shirt, he swallowed as he watched her walk out and it was obvious that she was obilivous to the fact her nipples were hard and her boobs were swinging from side to side.
He almost whistled, but quickly composed himself as she got closer.
'are you alright?' he asked concerned, when he saw her clasp her hands around her arms,
'yes im fine' she replied, blushing, her eyes were fixed downwards and Jason could perfectly understand the reason she felt that way. 'just a little hungry'
'lets go and grab a bite first before I take you home, is that alright with you?'
She simply nodded and tailed after him, he picked up her bag and a trail of other things she had dropped earlier when she was making her sexy performance into the water, and her face got redder despite the biting summer evening cold, she wondered If he had seen through her performance, but if he had, he didn't acknowledge it which she was grateful for, because if he did, she would run back into the water, jump in and let herself drown in shame.
He opened the passenger seat door and she went in, her eyes still refusing to meet his face, he just shrugged and closed the door gently before walking over to the driver's seat.
Where would you like to eat?' he asked as he started the ignition
'Anywhere is fine, I just want a light snack' she then added 'my mother is probably making dinner by now, so I don't want to get too full.'
'It's alright' he said while he reversed the car and sped into the open road.