Peter looked her up and down. Very obviously. And grinned.
"And just how do you suggest I go about getting to know you?" He asked, the words totally innocent. Of course. No double meanings to be found there, nope.
Oh, I see how it is, he projected, as best he could. Gonna make me do all the work, are you?. He leant in, quick as a snake, kissing her on the cheek before slipping out of her arms, jacknifing down under the water.
He swam away from her with slow, powerful strokes, slipping through the water like he was born to it. He was heading for the shallows, where the water was warmed by the sun, sand soft under his fingers as he reached down.