Makayla laughed at his obvious suspicion. "Shouldn't I be the one worried about what you're going to do?" Wriggling her eyebrows she began to pull him away from their cozy little picnic and towards the water. Dragging him to the water's edge, she jumped in to the water ankle deep and kicked a big splash of water at him, raining droplets along the front of his pants. Grinning devilishly, she ran a few feet away, still in the surf and turned back around to face him, egging him to chase her.