"I'm scared!"
"No, don't be scared. There's nothing to be afraid of."
"But I've heard from the oompa loompas that this boat goes really fast and…"
"Well, yes it does. That I will admit."
"But I don't…"
"I know you don't like that kind of thing. But listen. You are going to like it! Trust me on this; you're going to love it."
"But it goes fast!"
"Start rowing!"
We began to move slowly, but then started to accelerate.
"No, don't!"
The boat came to an alarming halt.
"Since when do you respond to her voice on this boat? I thought I specifically told you not to!"
"You what!"
"Well, I told them not to listen to you if you told them to stop."
Now was my chance, I could smack him if I wanted to. And I did want to. I lifted my hand, and he glanced at it with a disinterested smile.
"If I ask them to stop they will stop!"
"A little demanding are we? Start rowing!"
"No, stop!"
Nothing happened.
He looked at my hand again.
"You aren't really thinking of hitting me, are you? You wouldn't do that to me."
"Wanna bet?"
"Oh, let's not start with that. Why would you want to hit me anyway?"
"You won't let us stop!"
"You have been doing fine so far."
"I don't care!"
"You're not going to hit me, Bridget."
"Yes I am!"
I swung my hand at him, but he caught it with amazing speed. He continued to hold it and lowered it. I raised the other and he did the same. And the first chance he got, he had to sneak in a kiss while both my hands were out of the way.
"I told you you wouldn't hit me. Speed up!"
"No!"