Cam opened his mouth to respond, but the sound of someone approaching had grabbed his attention, too, and he looked over his shoulder for a second before looking back at Finnick. He caught the smile and then Finnick swam off.
Jesus... he thought, taking a deep breath and huffing it out as he ran his hands over his face and through his hair. Right, so, now he just had to start picturing dead puppies or something before he could get out of the water. Perfect.