We’re Coming For You

Darioush leaps up from the blanket where they are eating and smiles at Emily as he strips. “Come swim with me.”

She shakes her head. “You’re supposed to wait after you eat. What if we get a cramp?”

“If you do, I can fix it for you.” He waggles his eyebrows.

“Darioush!” Emily throws her napkin at him and laughs.