Tara Summer drank more water once again and, once fished out by Liam Yancey, she stopped insisting on showcasing her skills, clinging tightly to him without letting go.
Liam lifted her onto the shore; her feet went weak, and she sat directly on the edge of the pool.
"Cough cough..." she covered her mouth, her face alternately reddening and blanching as she coughed, yet her watery eyes still angrily glared at the man standing in the water.
Due to soaking in the water, Tara's eyes were tinged with bloodshot veins, and her hair was messy; she looked somewhat disheveled.
Liam glanced at her, donned his goggles, and his tall body immediately submerged into the water and swam towards the distance.
Tara regulated her breathing, her eyes fixated on the athletic figure in the pool. Liam finished a round trip of the two hundred meter lane in just five minutes. His movements were smooth and elegant, making his swim seem effortless.