Red bikini...

Sally's eyes snapped open. She hadn't been expecting that!

Cynthia pulled back, "Sorry," she said softly, standing up and going back to the edge of the pool.

Sally caught her wrist.

Cynthia turned back to look at her.

Sally stared at her. "Do you kiss me because you've heard I kiss back?"

Cynthia shook her head, "No. I kiss you becuase I like you and I want to kiss you."

Sally blinked.

"I like you, lots. That is why I kiss you."

Sally let go of her hand.

Cynthia stayed where she was.

Sally was confused.

Cynthia slowly leant in and kissed her again.

Sally, after what felt like a long moment, kissed slowly back.

Cynthia kissed her for a moment, and then pulled back, "If you don't want to kiss me, just," she said softly, turning away.

"You think I know what I want?"

"I do not know, but I know that I do not know what you want."

"I want to just continue living in the moment..."

Cynthia nodded.

"I don't like thinking about things too much..."

"Okay..."

"So...just play with what you want...then I'll play along..."