Elara shrieked as she went under, clawing herself up Enzo as she broke the surface, hanging on to him. He kept them both afloat as she shouted out every curse that she knew. “You done?” he asked. “No. You?” “No. I’m still angry with you. But I love you.” “I love you too,” she snapped, and with a moan, Enzo’s lips found hers again.
