Remy laughed as she flew out of his arms, deep and true and then swam for the side of the pool. Placing his palms on the edge, he pushed himself out and sauntered over to the stack of towels on a shelf against the wall.

For a long time, he didn't say anything, taking his dear sweet time wrapping a towel around his hips before combing his fingers through his wet hair. "Well, den, what'dya say we go find ourselves a spare room, non? Ol'Remy can satisfy dat curiosity for sure..."

His grin was seductive, eyes warm and inviting as he held out a hand for her, muscles flexing and glistening in the soft lighting of the room.