“What are you smiling at?” He inquired flipping her over so he was on top of her.
“Just wondering if why on earth I’m marrying someone as ugly as you; do you think it’s too late to pull out?” The girl answered giggling.
“Oh really!” Her fiancé answered standing up, grabbing the girl’s waist and spinning her around.
“And yes, it is too late to pull out. The wedding is in two days whether you like it or not.” He added defiantly, placing the dizzy woman on the ground. She hiccupped, trying to gain her balance. Her fiancé let out a thunderous laugh, she glared at him.
“Don’t laugh at me! It’s your fault!” She groaned, folding her arms across her chest.
“The alcohol’s got to your head then? Oh well, more fun for me!” He said, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. She rolled her eyes and ran in the direction of the sea.
“Race you to the water!” She called over her shoulder childishly. She heard her fiancé chuckle from behind her as she reached the water. She started walking further out to sea; her heart skipped a beat as her fiancé tackled her to the ground. She yelped, a sudden spark of pain running through her foot.
“Ow! Adam, you’ve made me cut my foot! Thanks!” The woman complained, playfully slapping Adam’s chest. He looked at her, a mischievous glint in his eye.
“Oh, I’m sorry Nicky. Should I kiss it better?” Her fiancé asked, grabbing her leg with tender hands.
“No you should not! Help me up and let’s swim!” Nicky said excitedly. Adam lifted her out of the shallow water and carried her the rest of the way out, before very carefully dropping her back into the water. Together they swam around in the salty, inky black sea. Nicky felt a strong force knock her left foot from below