Fifty-seven

“I don't even think that ‘lazy day’ was in my vocabulary,” Xander chuckled as I pulled him towards the pool. It wasn't easy to convince him to not work today, but eventually, I managed to do it. He had been working nonstop for the past week and I wanted him to have fun.

“This isn't my definition of a lazy day. We are going swimming and at night you are taking me on a date,” I said, descending the stairs of the pool and sat on one of them where the water covered my waist. “Lazy day means we’re not doing anything throughout the whole day,” I clarified as I watched him sit beside me.

“My bad,” he teased me as he playfully shoved me, making me fall more into the pool.

“I really need to work out,” I huffed, pushing my wet hair away from my face.

“Aren't you already doing that?” he wondered, swimming towards me.

“Apparently I'm doing something wrong because one shove from you sent me into the water,” I exclaimed, splashing him, causing him to gasp.<