#Chapter 14-Swimming Situation

I can hear Derek’s voice next to my ear, but it’s very difficult to focus on it. The world around me is glassy, and I find my head swimming—no pun intended. It’s not until a few seconds have passed that I notice what Derek is shouting. It’s my name. “Esme! Can you hear me?” He’s calling, worry laced through each syllable, each breath. I’ve never heard such a fear inside of him. “Lifeguard! Help!” He shouts out as well. His hands reach my chest, and the compressions come in quick succession. I know I should be focused on the fact that I nearly drowned, but his touch makes my body tingle in a way I haven’t thought of before. Holy shit. Then, water comes spewing out of my mouth as I start coughing heavily. The water runs down my chin and off my face, but I start taking large gulps of air. Tastes better than chlorine, that’s for sure. “Thank God,” Derek sighs in relief, falling back on his legs as he