The relief he felt at the yelling of his name let him ignore the burning in his lungs as he plunged under the water. It wasn't as cold as the Atlantic might have been, but it was cold enough.
As he surfaced beside her, he ran a hand over his face to get the water out of his eyes. "Sorry gorgeous," he told her, completely unrepentant and grinning from ear to ear. "Only way to get you back."