Chase's POV

"Chase, move away from the water," Diego says in a stern voice, taking a step towards me. I shuffle a little closer to the babbling river behind me and he releases an exasperated whine. "Chaaaase! Cooperate with me!"

I pout, like the mature twenty four year old I am, and say, "but I want to go in the water, DiDi! Look how pretty it is!"

My eyes momentarily drift towards the sparkling, crystal clear water, revealing the clay coloured rocks on the riverbed. The gentle burble of the water lures me towards it.

"I don't have a change of clothes for you. You'll be cold and miserable on the way back, and you might even catch a cold!" Diego exclaims, slowly moving towards me. I shuffle closer to the water and Diego halts his progression.

"You should have told me to bring a change of clothes," I mumble, still pouting. How could he show me this beautiful island and then expect me to only want to stay for a few hours! Not to mention, he wants me to ignore this gorgeous water. "I'm going into the water!" I exclaim, taking a giant step closer to the river. I'm now right at the edge of the water, one more step and I'll be standing in it.

Diego releases an exasperated sigh. "Okay, but at least take off your clothes!"

I squeal at the suggestion and duck my head, not sure if I want him to see me shirtless as yet.

"I just... that's not what... Oh my god!" Diego rubs the back of his neck as he takes a few deep breaths. "What I mean is that the water is colder than you think and you'll want dry clothes to change into. So you should take them off. If you get them wet, then you'll be stuck in cold, wet clothes until you get home."

"But then I'd be naked," I whisper, peeking up at Diego.

He looks thoughtful for a moment before replying. "I'll sit with my back to the water and you can go in or you only dip your feet in the water." He glances down at my feet. "Pray tell me why you haven't at least taken off your shoes!"

I giggle at his frustrated tone. I didn't start this with the intention of annoying him, but now it's actually quite fun!

After arriving on the island, Diego's staff served us an exquisite five course meal before departing, and I ate to my heart's content. Probably more than I should have, because I physically couldn't move after stuffing my face, so we chatted and cuddled on the couch for about an hour and a half.

After that, Diego suggested we take a quick tour of the island before we head back. I was surprised by how much he knew about the various plants on the island, as he continued his job as a self appointed tour guide.

When I heard the sound of the river, I immediately knew I had to see it and possibly go for a swim. But my annoyingly logical boyfriend won't let me because the water is 'cold' and 'I don't have a change of clothes'. Humph!

"Which one are you doing? Should I sit on that boulder over there or will you only wet your feet?" Diego asks again.

I really want to swim but I also want to spend time in the water with Diego. The problem is I don't want to be naked or shirtless in front of him, though I wouldn't mind seeing him shirtless. "I'll only wet my feet," I reply, still pouting a little. "And you'll come with me?"

Diego releases a sigh of relief, happy that I'm finally cooperating and not plunging head first, fully clothed into the chilly water. He holds his arms open and I giggle before rushing into them. He embraces me in a tight hug and murmurs against my hair, "you're quite the handful, aren't you?"

I giggle again, snuggling into the hug. After a moment I pull away and place my hands on Diego's cheeks, squishing them together. "Let's go swimming, angelfish!" Diego chuckles before giving me a skeptical look. "I mean, let's go dip our feet in the water!" I correct myself.

Before he can say anything else, I take off my shoes and socks and start to unbutton my pants. "Turn around, don't watch me! I'll take off my pants so the bottoms don't get wet. It's more awkward to have you watch me undress," I squeal and Diego complies with my request.

I quickly take off my pants, revealing my light blue, Friends themed boxer briefs. My eyes flicker back and forth between Diego and the water. He's not watching me right now, so theoretically I could jump into the water without him knowing. Should I?

Suppressing a giggle, I tiptoe to the river and dip my foot into the water, hastily pulling it back. Wow Diego was right! The water is much colder than I expected. However, I am determined to go for a swim. I again dip my foot into the water, now expecting the temperature, and I waddle further into the river.

When I get about halfway into the water, I take a deep breath and submerge my top half into the water. It soaks through the dress shirt that I'm still wearing and I elicit a high pitched squeak.

"Chase? Are you okay?" Diego asks, not turning around to face me.

"Y-y-yes." I stutter in response, as my body is not yet used to the coldness.

Diego gasps but still remains facing away from me. "Did you really go all the way into the water after telling me to turn around? You sneaky honey bee!"

I giggle, moving around in the water to help my body adjust to the temperature faster. "Aren't you c-c-coming in?" Diego finally turns around. He has a huge smile plastered to his face and he shakes his head.

"How about a show for my naughty little lamb?" He winks and blows me a kiss, chuckling at my tiny shriek. Instead of starting right away, he searches my face for any hint of hesitation but of course finds none. I'm fully on board with this promise of a show.

He already took off his shoes and socks while he was facing away from me, so he very slowly moves his hand to his pants and undoes his belt. As much as I want to look away, I can't. My eyes are glued to him, taking in every tiny muscle contraction as he removes his pants revealing his black Calvin Klein boxer briefs.

"Should I take off my shirt too?" Diego asks, as his hand hovers over the first button of his dress shirt.

"Yes," I whisper, bobbing my head up and down. It's shameless of me, but I really can't pass up the opportunity to see my god sculpted boyfriend shirtless, that's like passing up the chance to go on a free trip to your dream destination.

Diego bites his bottom lip as he opens the first button. I instinctively move through the water towards him. He uses excruciatingly slow movements as he undoes the next button, followed by the next. The water now seems boiling hot as I watch Diego undo button after button.

Finally, the last one comes undone and he tugs the shirt over his shoulders, shrugging out of the fabric. I whimper at the sight, as Diego saunters towards me, like he knows it's torture for me to watch his painfully slow advancement. My tongue flicks over my lips and my heart skips a beat.

He enters the water like he's in the production of Baywatch, slowly and in a devastatingly beautiful manner. He runs his hand through his hair, showing me his devilishly handsome dimples, which always leave me swooning.

After what feels like forever, he's finally standing in front of me and I seem to no longer be in control of my actions, as I attack his lips with mine. I pounce on him, wrapping my legs around his body and my arms around the back of his neck. Shy Chase seems to be gone, because this Chase harshly bites Diego's bottom lip.

Diego groans and his hands move to my lower back, gripping the wet shirt, clinging to my body. My tongue explores his mouth and he lets me take the lead for a while. I elicit a string of moans as Diego returns my bite, sinking his teeth into my lip. His tongue probes my mouth, repeatedly colliding with my tongue. We pull away breathless and I grin, staring into my love's eyes.

"Aren't you glad I came into the water?" I say, still a little short of breath and giddy from the kiss.

Diego chuckles and pecks my lips. "You won't be saying that when you're sitting in the helicopter in a soaking wet shirt."

"I'm going to be really cold, aren't I?" I mumble with a pout.

He tsks and shakes his head before planting a chaste kiss on my lips. "Yes, you are, my little bumblebee, yes you are."

Deciding that is a problem for future Chase, I wriggle out of Diego's arms. "Race you!" I exclaim before diving under the water and towards the small cliffs.

We spend the next hour laughing and playing in the river and I feel absolutely happy and free.

"We should get going," Diego says, splashing water in my face.

I giggle and splash him back, causing him to chuckle. "Can we come here again, some time in the future?" I ask hesitantly.

"Of course! I would love nothing more!" Diego coos.

We get out of the water and within a few seconds, I've already started to shiver in the wet shirt and underwear I'm wearing. "You'll need to take off all of your wet clothes and change into your pants. Wear this," Diego says, handing me his shirt.

"But what will you wear!" I ask, reluctant to take the shirt, even though I think I might really need it.

Diego shrugs. "I'll just wear my pants with no shirt."

He tries to give me the shirt again and this time I accept it. "Thank you, DiDi!" I press a kiss to his cheek, before hurrying off to change behind a boulder.

As we flew back, my eyes kept shifting between the two beautiful views, one being the night view from the helicopter and the other being my shirtless, pilot boyfriend. Once we got to the car, however, my eyes remained firmly locked on him until we kissed good night outside my door. As I wave goodbye to him, still adorned in his shirt, I can't help but be thankful to call this amazing man mine.   

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