She listened to him as she slid into the water, tilting her head enough to keep him into her line of sight. As he spoke she shivered and groaned at the idea of relaxing closing her eyes and enjoying the massage and his mouth on her skin. When he messed with her earlobe she squeaked and laughed softly turning enough to look right at him. "You're killing the dramatics here." She grinned to him. "We're not going to die we're too pretty to die and we have things we want to do right?" She reached out of the water and pressed her hand to his cheek with a smile. "Nothing is going to happen to us. I wont let it." At that she grabbed his shoulders and with a wicked smile pulled him into the bath with her laughing the whole time.