Small Rowing Boat

Laying on a white chaise longue, holding hands and working on my tan.
"I'm going to swimm a bit... Wanna come?"
"Swimm? I'm in."
I got up, caught my hair in a pony tail and pulled him up (he's too lazy to get up by himself).
He took the advantage and held me close to him, I lie my head on his chest, hearing to his heartbeat and we stood there (it felt it last forever).
After a couple of minutes hugging each other, we went for a swimm.
I won one race, and he won the other ones, in order to catch my breath I lie down on a float and stared back into his eyes.
"Are you feeling okay?"
"You know how ships made me sick."
"We shouldn't have gone on a cruise..."
"Pssst, I could even be in a small rowing boat as long as you were in it."