Claire laughed at Landon's outrageous question, the sound tinkling as it was carried away on the waves.  She shook her head as if exasperated, her expression filled with fondness for the man before her.  "A kiss, huh?"  Flirtatiously, she smiled.  "It wouldn't be the first time, would it."  Back when they'd dated in college, it had been her favorite thing about him.  Landon had been an amazing kisser.<br/><br/>She was already close to him, his hand resting on her waist, holding her afloat.  Leaning in, she kissed his cheek.  "There, happy now, Winner?"  Her expression turned serious.  "You're stronger.  I've never seen you swim so well.  You managed to beat Gavin, and he's part fish.  How about we get back to where he's building the fire and you can tell us how you managed that?  I have a bottle of wine that would be perfect for tonight."<br/><br/>She could see the question in his eyes and answered it.  With anyone else, she might have clammed up, but this was Landon.  Gavin's best friend, and truthfully probably hers too.  "I still drink once in a while.  Just no driving.  Come on, let's get back to him."