Page 48 of Torin

I jerk so hard I nearly go under.

Hannah bursts through the surface beside me, laughing her ass off.

“You—”

Then she sees my face.

Her laughter dies.

“Oh.”

My heart is still pounding.

“Hannah.”

Her expression changes. “You thought something happened to me.”

I drag a hand over my wet hair and try to get my pulse under control.

She looks at me for a moment, and the mischief drains out of her face.

“Sorry.”

I know she means it.

I also know she’s going to start feeling bad if I let her.

So, I reach out and shove a wave of water straight into her face.

She splutters.

I grin. “Now we’re even.”

Her eyes narrow.

Okay. Maybe not.

She sends a wave back at me with both hands. I duck most of it, but she’s already swimming away by the time I straighten.

“Oh, you’re gonna pay for that. Get back here.”

“Come and get me.”

She dives before I reach her, and I follow.

The lake is clearer out here, sunlight reaching down through the blue. Hannah swims deeper, hair streaming behind her, then looks back and points down.

I grin and follow.

We keep going until the pressure builds in my ears. Hannah glances at me and points toward the surface.

I shake my head.

Her eyes narrow. Then she gives me the finger.

I laugh, losing a stream of bubbles, and she uses the distraction to shoot toward the surface.

Cheat.