"Yes." The answer was simple and immediate. She would kiss him, hell she wanted to kiss him and probably more. With him this close, she could take in a million little details she'd not noticed before. The name of the tattoo on his chest, the depth of the cleft on his chin and the way the drops of water settled in his hair. So yeah, she'd kiss him in a heartbeat.

Rachel held her ground, she didn't move when he brushed against her, but she certainly felt the shock that went through her when he did. And she liked it. Moving with him, she reached out to place her hand against his chest, trying to focus both on keeping her head above water and keeping her body close to his.

"If I followed that kiss with an invitation back to my hut, would you come with me?"