<div align="center"><em>Clint, Chloe and Nigel by the fountain. </em></div><br/>Clint chuckled and only glanced back at the explosion for a brief moment before he felt the fingers of Chloe slowly trail up his arm, his head turned to the surprise to see how close she had gotten to him, cut off mid sentence.<br/><strong>"Who knows...what...the muscle heads..." </strong><br/>He cleared the lump he felt forming in his throat as deep green eyes the color of Greek fire drew his attention. The arm she was not touching moved forward and found themselves at her sculpted calf, trailing his fingers slowly up the smooth muscle and skin to the back of her knee with no intention of stopping any time soon. Fighting to regain his composure he smiles at her.<br/><br/><strong>"I thought you had the ability to remain dry whenever you went for a swim Chloe..." </strong><br/>The playful smile spread across his lips as he dared to look between her thighs when her eyes closed, his curiosity getting the best of him. Their was more than an appreciative look given to her perfectly shaped body, moving his gaze slowly back up to her.<br/><strong>"It's been a long time hasn't it..." </strong><br/>In the last few years they had both grown up, memories of their playful exchanges when they were both first years returned. He wanted to pick up where they had left off, but not in front of her brother. If Cecilia could see him now she would garrote him after what he had said about Zach and her earlier that day.