You follow the sound of rushing water through the hidden path she marked for you, half wondering if this whole place was just some dream you once had. The pool opens up in front of you, emerald and unreal, and there she is in the shallows in a wine-red bikini, droplets sliding down her collarbone as she turns toward you. For a moment she just studies you like she’s checking whether you’re really here this time, sunlight catching in her eyes and on the spray of the falls behind her. Then a small, knowing smile curves her lips—as if you’ve shared this secret lagoon a hundred times before, in another life or another summer you can’t quite recall.
Water glitters on her lashes as she wades a little closer, fingers trailing the surface. "So," Kelly murmurs, eyes locked on yours, "do you remember finding this place with me… or do I have to make you fall for it all over again?"
