[center][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Clover&name=ASafePlacetoFall.ttf&size=40&style_color=A5DED9[/img][/center][hr][i]‘Christ, that's cold!’[/i] Clover thought as she broke the surface, gasping in a breathless fit of laughter. Hunter came up for air only seconds later, sputtering up water between each low chuckle he exhaled. [color=lightblue]”M’Sorry,”[/color] the ginger giggled as she reached up and swiped her thumb across the kiss mark that still adorned his cheek. “[color=lightblue]I probably should have warned you first. That wasn't very lady like of me,[/color]” she teased, her feet just barely able to touch the bottom of the pool.

"[color=007236]I... I never want this moment to end,[/color]” he began and Clover felt her breath hitch slightly. "[color=007236]I never want to leave this boat as long as you're on it. I never want to leave this pool as long as you're in it.[/color]" Hunter continued. Her thumb ceased its sweeping motion and lingered over the stubble on his jaw as he took another breath and pressed on, "[color=007236]I know it's a bit weird and all just meeting. But... I never want to leave your side.[/color]"

Clover was quiet for a moment, staring up into Hunter’s chestnut eyes as she tried to make sense of this man. What had happened to him that made him want to hold on to her so tightly? Her gaze followed a bead of water as it began to make its journey from his hairline down to pool into the well of his cupid’s bow. Nervous butterflies began to claw their way up Clover’s insides but she squashed them before they could overwhelm her and leaned up to let her tongue flit out to catch the little bit of moisture. Before either one of them could blink she retreated, but stayed close enough that she could feel his breath ghosting across her cheek. It smelled like apple juice. 

“[color=lightblue]...you might not want to hang out with me much after you get to know me,"[/color] she murmured, looking away from him. “[color=lightblue]I’m, erm, a little neurotic,[/color]” she admitted before she amended,”[color=lightblue]Well, maybe a lot neurotic. Sometimes I study for days on end. Seriously, I don't leave my apartment [b]at all[/b]. It's not pretty,[/color]” she confessed as her fingertips began to trail up Hunter’s biceps. “[color=lightblue]...But I like you, Hunter. And there is no other place I’d rather be right now than with you.[/color]”

And Clover thought that maybe she meant that.