Her arms slide from my wrists to wrap around my neck. She’s clinging to me as though I’m an anchor she’s willing to sink with. I’m drowning with her, in her. It’s only when the water reaches her lips that she pulls away. “Kai,” she whispers, “I never learned how to swim.” “You’re okay,” I murmur, pushing tangled hair from her face. “I’ve got you.” I wrap my arms around her waist, holding her against me.