Bella's confidence surprised Misha. It felt like he was seeing a girl he had never met before, not the good, quiet student who attended all of her classes, but someone more self-assured, more self aware. It was this train of thought that left him standing on the deck, while Bella was half way to the water.
Usually this might have bothered him, Misha disliked losing at anything, but the delay gave him the benefit of seeing the girl run down the dock in what was a decent, but not overly decent, bikini. Her body was fit and toned, and her bottoms rode up slightly, giving a great view of her ass.
"Not cooling me off any," he said smugly, as he took off after her. Misha's long legs covered the distance in a short time, and it was only a few seconds after Bella that Misha cannonballed into the water. It was as cool and clear as it had looked from the lake house deck, and he shook his head as he broke the surface, sending droplets on water flying in every direction.
"Whoo! I say it again, this is fucking nice," he said loudly.