"Well then, Becs, how about it?"

"How 'bout what?" Beca responded with a quizzical look at the nickname.

"If you're going to say you used the gas out with friends, you should at least get to do that. After all your help, it's the least I can do."

"Oh, so we're friends now?" Beca queried with a raised brow.

"I hope so," Chloe chirped with a smile. "I think we're going to be fast friends."

"What makes you think that? I could be a serial killer for all you know," Beca quipped with a smirk.

"You didn't have to help me, but you did. Now, go get a life jacket on, Bundy." Chloe gestured towards the building. "I assume you must have some in there."

Beca nodded her head before adding, "Well, I'm supposed to meet up with someone after my shift…" Chloe raised a brow at Beca and crossed her arms over her chest, clearly not believing her quickly thought up lie.

Realizing that Chloe wasn't at all convinced, Beca sighed before asking, "You're not going to take no for an answer, are you?"

Chloe's face lit up with the warmest smile Beca had ever seen. She knew she had gotten her way. "Nope, and if you hurry, I'll let you drive."

That got Beca's attention. She loved driving PWCs, but she rarely got to do it. She took another look at the SeaDoo, knowing it had to be fast. She thought about it for another minute before finally giving in, against her better judgement.

"Okay. I'll be back," Beca gave in, heading inside to find a life jacket. She could hear Chloe start letting the PWC hoist down as she walked away, all the while thinking, what have I gotten myself into?

Chloe was patiently sitting on the SeaDoo when Beca returned with her life vest and the keys to the marina, having locked up on her way back out to the dock. Chloe had managed to get the PWC out of the hoist and turned around and was sitting on the back part of the seat. She looked up and smiled when she noticed Beca standing on the dock.

"Ready to go?" Chloe asked in that chipper voice Beca was starting to realize was just normal for her. Beca nodded her head and hopped off the dock. She carefully climbed onto the SeaDoo in front of Chloe and attached the safety strap to her wrist.

As Beca situated herself, she felt those strong arms wrap firmly around her waist. She instantly tensed up, having expected Chloe to hold on to the seat strap. After all, they'd only just met, and Beca was not one for allowing others into her personal space. Beca sat frozen in place, unsure how to proceed.

Feeling Beca freeze at her touch, Chloe tried to alleviate the tension. "What's the matter? I thought you knew how to drive one of these," she teased.

Beca smirked and took the challenge, immediately taking off, no longer noticing the arms snaked around her, holding tight. She accelerated to the middle of the lake before doing some donuts and hopping her own waves.

Beca really wanted to see how fast the machine could go, but she stopped to check with Chloe so as not to scare her or throw her off. Receiving a smile and a nod of approval from Chloe, she began to accelerate.

Beca loved this feeling. The wind in her face bringing tears to her eyes. Feeling like she was flying over the water. As she had imagined, the Bombardier could really move.

Beca had the SeaDoo up to 65 mph when she felt Chloe's arms around her tighten, her chest flush against Beca's back. Immediately, Beca reacted, unconsciously letting go of the throttle. The machine came to an abrupt stop in the water, nearly throwing both girls over the handle bars.

After a moment of silence, while they caught their breath, Beca felt Chloe let go of her all together. In the mirror, she could see she had her hands wrapped tightly around the seat strap, giving Beca her space with a look Beca recognized as rejection on her face.

For some reason Beca couldn't stand seeing anything other than a smile on the redhead's face, so she did something Beca Mitchell hardly ever did. She apologized. "Um.. Sorry about that. I.. uh.. I just thought this might be a good place to stop for a swim."

"A swim?" Beca could hear a slight edge of hurt present in Chloe's voice, but Chloe did her best to hide it.

"Yup. Uh, can't you tell this is the best spot on the whole lake for swimming. Couldn't pass up an opportunity like that," Beca cringed at her excuse.

"You're not even wearing a bathing suit," Chloe pointed out. "Are you planning on skinny dipping? Because I'm down for that." She said with a wink. Beca was glad she seemed to have regained her cheery nature.

"Don't get your hopes up, Red," Beca smirked. "I always wear a suit under my work clothes. Makes jumping in on my lunch break a hell of a lot more convenient." Beca turned off the SeaDoo and stood to rid herself of her life jacket. She pulled her shorts and shirt off, revealing a plain black bikini. She looked at Chloe, who still looked skeptical about the impromptu swim session, and raised a challenging eyebrow.

As soon as Chloe's hands went to the buckles of her life vest, Beca plunged into the cool water, knowing she had won this time. The water felt good on her skin, washing away the day's hard work. It wasn't long before Chloe joined her in the water, with a small splash. They spent a while in the water, enjoying the contrast of it to the hot, humid air.

"I guess we should probably head back. I wouldn't want your family to worry about you being gone for so long," Beca said, almost regretfully. "Besides, the sun goes down soon, and we wouldn't want the Coast Guard to catch us on this after dark."

Chloe agreed, and motioned for Beca to climb back onto the PWC. She was somewhat surprised at the ease with which the small girl managed to pull herself up. She couldn't help but stare as Beca leaned over to store her clothes in the front compartment of the machine. Her pale legs were toned and dotted with a few tattoos she was curious to know the meanings behind. Her eyes travelled up to the black bikini bottoms that covered just enough of Beca's firm behind.

Chloe realized she had been staring for too long when Beca started putting her life jacket back on and quickly climbed back onto the SeaDoo, replacing her own life vest. Luckily, Beca had remained oblivious to her ogling.

"We're actually pretty close to where I'm staying," Chloe realized, after actually taking in their surroundings. "It would probably be easiest to take this back, and then I can drive you back to get your car."

"If you're sure it wouldn't be a problem. It's kind of a long drive back by car," Beca informed, not wanting to burden the other girl.

"It's no problem at all, Beca. I think you're forgetting you saved my day earlier," Chloe responded with a smile. Beca playfully rolled her eyes, switching places with Chloe so the redhead could drive back to where she was staying. Beca held on to the safety strap, afraid of what any further physical contact with the redhead would do to her body.

It wasn't long before Chloe was slowing down and maneuvering her way into one of many hoists at a long, white dock. Beca counted three more SeaDoos of varying colors, a blue Malibu with racks full of wakeboards and water skis, an old but well-maintained, wooden CrissCraft, and a small sailboat. There was also an empty hoist, which looked suited for a large pontoon boat. She had to admit, she was impressed and somewhat jealous of the small fleet.

Chloe could tell that she was in awe of all the boats. She herself had been pretty impressed when she arrived and took in all of her aunt and uncle's toys. She didn't dare mention to Beca that the 35' sailboat anchored out a ways was theirs too. She didn't think the smaller girl could handle that at the moment.

"If you're done drooling over the boats, we can go inside and change. I think I owe you food," Chloe finally broke the silence, with a teasing air in her voice.

"You really don't owe me anything. It's not that big of a deal, dude. Seriously."

"Don't be silly. You just got off work. You've got to be hungry," Beca's stomach grumbled just then, giving her away. Chloe smiled, knowing she had the upper hand, "It's settled then. I'm guessing you know which restaurants around here are good."

"Yeah, I know a place not far from here," Beca gave in, figuring she'd never see Chloe again after tonight, so it couldn't hurt to at least grab some food with the girl.

"Great!" Chloe beamed, "Let's get going then. I'm starving."