Ginny swam up close to Dean and grinned, wiping some of the water off of his face. "You mean spend time with me? I'm pretty sure you'd get bored with spending that much time with me." A small, tiny voice in the back of her mind was telling Ginny to behave and stop acting like this, but a much louder voice as cheering her on. And when it doubt, always go with the louder voice.
Resting her hands on his shoulders, Ginny treaded the water, smirking at Dean. "Maybe we can come back here and you can paint me."