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Luke laughed as Dallas stumbled out of the car, her loose blonde curls splayed out on the sandy asphalt as she giggled hysterically at Grace’s semi compromising position. Gracefully, he yanked her up from the ground, her arms wrapping around him in gratitude. He blushed, as she said those precious words. The only thing he needed to hear to know that everything was going to be alright.

“I love you too.” He said with a sweet grin, his lips lightly kissing the tip of her nose in return. He was thankful to drop the subject of Dallas’ past, even if he felt slightly guilty for it. 

Wrapping an arm around his girlfriend, Luke looked onward towards the horizon. “Are you kidding me? If they had a jet skiing rely team, I’d be on it too!” He was serious, the water was just second nature to him, it was just how he was programmed.

As they approached the dock, Luke looked out, at the other two couples. They all seemed so at ease with each other. He smiled, realizing he wasn’t jealous in the least bit. Switching his gaze from their friends, Luke focused his gaze on his toy options, his smile growing wider with anticipation as he rubbed his hands together.

“Jet ski for sure…. you are going with me, right?” He asked, grabbing Dallas’ hand.

Eli laughed as December squirmed, the sound of Puff’s barking somewhere near. As she fell, stopping only when her legs wrapped around him, Eli supported her with his arms.

“Careful, Princess. You’re in a very compromising position as of late,” he winked, kissing her cheek before pulling them both under the water. He held them there for a moment, both of their eyes opening under the water to take in the beautiful fish and clear, blue sea. 

Kicking up, the two emerged from the perfect water, panting and laughing at themselves.

“I hope those sharks aren’t too afraid of the big, bad Eli Reed,” he said with dramatic gusto, raising a fist in the air before beating his chest and making a heroic Tarzan sound.

He was cut off by the sound of enthusiastic screaming. Turning his head, Eli took in the sight of Luke driving a jet ski. Dallas was on the back. And, as was her usual daredevil nature coming through, she was trying to stand up.

“I’m queen of the w-” Dallas began before flying off of the back and landing in the water with a splash. She resurfaced, finishing her thought with, “…world.”

Jamie and Grace floated on their backs, a dancing Puff hopping from stomach to stomach as if it were the most interesting thing on Earth. And as his eyes came back to December, Eli smiled tenderly.

“I missed you,” he told her, taking her hands and pulling her as he swam along. “I feel like you’ve been really out of it, babe. What’s wrong?”

But then Jamie called for drinks and games, and Eli knew that was a combination worth enjoying.