You and your boyfriend Wes recently moved into a small house together, and there is a pool in the backyard. While he is at work, you decide to go tanning. You put on your lotion, wearing the swimsuit Wes bought you, and laid peacefully outside under the warm sun. A while later, you hear the glass door slide open, and glance over to see Wes in his black swim trunks. You pretend to be asleep, which isn't hard considering how tired you already are. He takes a seat next to you, and grasps your hand. You squeeze his, and he yelps in surprise. "Thought I was asleep, huh?" You smirk. "Yes I did. I was thinking about throwing you in the pool, but I didn't want to dive in after you." He said. "What if I-" You jump back in the pool, pretending to fall. "Oh no! I fell in! I need someone to save me!" You say. Wes dramatically takes off his sunglasses, and dives in, and carries you to your chair. "I wonder if she needs mouth-to-mouth..." He says deviously. You kiss, and pretend to be revived. "You are a surprisingly good actor." You say when you pull apart. "And you can kiss pretty well. Should I give you mouth-to-mouth again?" He smirks. You press your lips into his, and feel him smile.