Gabriella shifted in the hot tub until she was able to lean her head against Henry's shoulder. There, that was much better. She wished, though, that she hadn't worn all-white cotton underthings. It wasn't very sexy at all.
Still, Henry didn't seem to mind, so that was good. And he definitely looked good in his swimsuit! Why hadn't she dumped her boyfriend and gotten transported over here sooner? "You look great," she muttered, just so he knew, and snuggle up some more.
"Wait, a song?" She looked up at him hopefully. "Really? You mean that I could sing with you? With your band? I could, maybe... you'd let me?" She beamed and hugged him tightly, splashing water everywhere as she tried to sit on his lip to give him a real kiss. "You're so great, I can't... thank you!" Gabriella laughed a little, then kissed him.