Bobby grabbed your hand with a huge grin plastered on his face, he walked in front of you and pulled you towards the pool. You followed him, but in the back of your mind you thought it was a bad idea.
“Bobby, I don’t know about this.” You whispered. “Why are you whispering? Don’t worry, it will be fun!” He chuckled.
Of all the ideas he had ever had, this one could be thrown on the ‘bad idea’ pile. You didn’t think it was a good idea, because first of all it was the middle of the night, second of all there was a sign on the pool saying ‘trespassing is prohibited’ and yeah that was it. The sign had been enough of a warning for you, but he didn’t seem to see the sign or give it a second thought for that matter.
“Fe-li-ci-ty, what are you doing?” Oliver asked, not fully believing what he was seeing. He glanced around nervously even though he knew they were the only ones a mile out of the isolated Italian harbor. The small boat they had rented for the week was anchored not far from where they were swimming.