iam staggered backwards, tripped on the bathmat and fell on his rear where he stopped. “You thought I was going to…” he stammered absolutely mortified. Never in his life had he ever considered that she thought he hated her enough to do ‘that’. Never in his life had he ever thought anyone would consider him evil enough to do ‘that’. His lip trembled. He shook his head disbelievingly.
“What else were you doing?” The accusation; insinuation and venom in her voice made him realise she did absolutely believe him capable of it.
“I was going to give you a bubble beard and post the picture online.” he said, his bottom lip clearly trembling. “I’m sorry” he said; getting up and leaving the room.
Cass’s heart was thundering in her chest. When she finally composed herself she went to see him. He offered to leave as he didn’t like the idea that she was afraid for her life while he were there.
Liam was lay on the bed and remained with his back to her. Cass sat on the edge and explained that he had hated her so violently when he were younger that yes it had crossed her mind but she could see she was safe and that she was sorry for thinking the worst. “Nothing I felt when I was younger could negate the gratitude I now feel toward you.” Cass nodded.
“Besides, if you had posted a picture of me online with a bubble beard and no make-up I would have been the one committing murder…” Cass said lightheartedly. Liam rolled over.
“The game’s afoot!” he said and they both laughed.
Liam had taken to having a swim before work of a morning, but when he arrived at the poolside on a Saturday morning several weeks later; Cass was already on a lounger in a swimsuit reading a book. They’d had a large conservatory built over the swimming pool with a retractable mirrored roof that along with the windows was tinted so as to not let too much sunlight in but keep the place warm. Cass loved the heat but her milk white skin was testimony to the fact that she didn’t like the sun itself.
She didn’t look up as Liam entered just bid him good morning, continuing to read. Liam didn’t know that the pool itself had a temperature control fitted and was currently at a mere 22.5 degrees celsius, not cold enough to do any damage but sure cold enough to give him a shock when he was expecting the usual 30 degrees. Just in case he ran into difficulty though she already had her bathing suit on to pull him out.
Liam dove in and yelped. Cass looked up; he did indeed run straight into trouble; the shock caused him to inhale the water. Cass jumped in; as she was expecting the cold water it wasn’t a shock and she dragged him up onto the side where the pool at the top end contained a gradual decline into the deeper water. He was a hell of a weight but when it was clear he wasn’t breathing Cass panicked pulled harder and got him out of the water. Putting her head down to try calling out his name intermittently and listening for breathing as she prepared to do CPR she turned to face him he spat the water in her face. In exactly the same manner as he had when he had been a child and had pretended to drown in the pool. The difference being there was a happy mischief in his eyes.
Cass sat back on her haunches she was too relieved to be angry. “Cold water Cass? Tut tut!” he said before splashing her with it.
“You little shit! I was worried sick!” she said. Liam laughed. “It’s not funny! I really thought you’d shock drowned!” Liam laughed harder. He stood and pulled her to her feet, as they walked back round and away from the slope he dived on her and they both fell into the pool with a huge splash. Even though Cass knew the water was cold the unexpectedness of it caused her to inhale sharply taking in water as she did; she started to cough and splutter. Liam immediately dragged her to where he could put his feet down and carried her to her lounger apologising profusely. Cass laughed when the pain in her chest had subsided, she deserved it.
Liam had a date that night with a young lady from accounts called Brandi.