For a few wonderful moments, they were entirely focused on each other, invincible to the crucible around them, as if the very island itself was protecting this moment for them. Of course, they had to come up for air eventually, their lips parting. His eyes fluttered open, returned to their ocean blue hue once more. Even just embracing like this felt perfect and right, holding her against him as the sound of the wind and the sea returned.<br/><br/>He'd grown up with all his exes, their friendship or sometimes rivalry slowly turning romantic over years. With Kairi it was entirely different. He didn't know what the future held, if she would return to the mainland when her vacation was over or stay, if she was just looking for a fling or if this kiss would be the extent of their relationship. But he knew what he wanted, no matter how short lived this romance might be and every moment was coveted and valued.<br/><br/>"I've got a place on the water," he whispered, arousal evident in his manner and tone. "It's not far. I can carry you across the sand bar. It'll only be about waist deep..." And they were already wet from the rain anyway. He wanted to take her home, take her to bed, revel in their ferocious freedom for a few hours, be swept up in her currents and her in his. He didn't know if she felt the same but if nothing else, they could get dry and warm and be together nonetheless.