CJ's warning only gave her enough time to take a breath...and then they were in the water. Savannah could feel her hair lifting up to dance around her head, tugged off her shoulders by the water and their downward motion. There was a momentary stab of panic, instinctual, as he submerged them both. What was he doing???
His lips met hers then, and, despite being underwater and despite holding her breath, they parted for him. Of course, she hadn't forgotten that he was there...but his lips, gentle and caring, reassured her in an instant that he wasn't about to drown them both. Her arms, which had tightened around him, relaxed.
This was something new, this underwater kissing. The sensation of being surrounded by water was strange, but certainly not unwelcome. It added something, a subtle thrill that crawled inside her and, had their lips not been locked, would have made her smile.