Xander loved the rain himself. But then, he also did love the water. When you loved having waves crashing down around you, a little drizzle now and then wasn’t something you really thought twice about. And, it also made for some refreshing moments of walking at night. Of course, one could also argue that it was more the rare encounter of it that made him enjoy it most. After all, in Los Angeles, it rained twice a year. If that.
The rougher waves were also something that he enjoyed with the coming of most storms. It made them that much more fierce and active, and in the end, that much more enjoyable. Even if it did also make them that much more dangerous. He would have definitely not thought twice about canceling out the surfing part had she been anything else. But with the danger of drowning not part of her life, and the fact she likely could keep him from drowning as well
It wasn’t until he actually saw her, that he remembered that other bit. The whole retaining her shape in the water, and his lips pursed into a faint frown and he shook his head. Okay, odds are that was going to scratch the plans for the day. Pity too, she really did look good in a bikini. He figured it was the good Lord’s way of flipping him off. It couldn’t rain on Friday, or wait until Sunday, no, it had to rain on his parade. Well, damn them all.
“Guess that rules out surfing, doesn’t it?” he asked as he stepped up beside her. His own pack was slung around his shoulder, even as he slipped an arm around her shoulders. “Be too hard for you to keep looking like a hot chick instead of a cute puddle? Pity, ‘cause that does smell right good…”