The almost skinny-dip

When her knee had touched his groin Mircea had noticed he was wearing pants. She had initially thought he was naked just like her. Thank the saints, he had had some decency while entering the lake. 

"If you mention Urban again, I won't promise all of your bones will be intact, mate." Mircea warned him-she wanted to get away from him as soon as possible. However there was no chance in hell she was letting this asshole see her naked. 

Frey took some long minutes to compose himself, and when he did he didn't look that angry. He looked at Mircea for a second as if he was contemplating something. Mircea wanted to tell him to fuck off out of the water but something compelled to keep holding his gaze. Perhaps it must be his hypnotizing eyes. 

"Forgive me, I shouldn't have said that." He said that in such a low voice, Mircea didn't almost perceive what he was trying to say. Her blue orbs widened a little as she carried on staring at the deepest depths in his eyes.