"Isn't it a little cold out to be swimming?"
Emily turned in the water to see Dave standing at the edge of the pool, and she smirked at him.
"I thought maybe if I jumped in, Mother Nature would get the hint about summer."
"An optimist then."
Smiling, Emily swam over to him and raised a hand. "Help me out?"
Rossi laughed, shaking his head. "How stupid do you think I am?"
She rolled her eyes. "Fine. I'll just have to get out by myself."
Pressing her palms into the concrete walk, Emily pushed herself out of the pool. Dave tried not to look, but the black bikini showed more than enough to keep his attention, and when she stood up straight, dripping all over his shoes, he found that she was much closer than he had been anticipating.
"Sure you don't want to go for a swim, Dave?"
He swallowed hard, but tried to keep his expression stoic. "I'm worried you might catch a cold, Agent Prentiss. I think a hot shower might be a good idea."
She gave him an appraising look, and Dave couldn't help but smile.
"I'd be more than willing to offer my shower."
Emily grinned.