Coconut Grove I know places we can hide

Stingy. That was a good way to describe the way the salt water felt. It was definitely different than the other places they had swum together. He proceeded to walk in the water despite her comment that it was really cold, nudging her to join him as he moved. She watched him for a minute, unsure she wanted to get in, but she was easily swayed by her desire to play with him. She followed him in until the water reached her chest--probably not so deep for him. She stopped there, shivering. N-now w-what, she asked, looking at him expectantly. He had lead them out here, so she would follow his lead unless he went out too far; the ocean was a lot more dangerous than any of the lakes or pools they were used to. There were large predators out here and they could easily be taken out to sea never to be seen again.