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lights. He took off his jeans and
shirt, stripping down to his red swimsuit. He hopped off the boat,
into the waist deep water. He took one of the lights and dove under
water, swimming off shore. He came up and got another light and
went back under, then did it again.
    Terra watched him, unsure what he was
doing. He took a deep breath and dove down again. One of the lights
went on. It was anchored to the sand about six feet below the
surface. She could see him swim to the next light, which he turned
on. Then the third. He swam up and broke the surface, treading the
water, watching her.
    The lights illuminated about thirty
yards of water off the island, bright as mid-day. There was a reef
about twenty yards out. It was teeming with every imaginable type
of fish. There were huge swirls of color from schools of fish
fanning side to side. Clown fish, puffers, even sand sharks gliding
along the bottom. The coral was bright orange and yellow, with
vivid green seaweed lolling back and forth. The fish didn’t seem to
mind the light. It looked like a dream that had been woken
up.
    Nik pulled himself back up on the
boat, water cascading off his body. Terra stood in wonder. “My God,
Nik. I’ve never seen anything like this.”
    “This small island has most
ecologically dense water around it I ever see, and I dive just
about everywhere.” He went back to the storage cabinet and brought
out diving masks and a wide disk with long tubes attached to it. He
adjusted one of the masks and handed it to her. “This is a surface
air tube,” he said, referring to the disk and tubes. “The disk
floats, and connect to tubes. It allows us to stay down. Great for
shallow dive,” he said as he threw it in the water.
    “My backpack’s below,” she said. “I’ll
go change.”
    “If you want,” he said, pealing his
swimsuit off. Naked, he jumped into the brightly lit water. He
surfaced and rolled on his back, looking up at the sky, his arms
splayed out.
    He was so beautiful, it took her
breath away. She finally understood that expression. All the air
just seemed to leave her body as she watched him. He had the
fluidity of a natural athlete. He moved in the water like he lived
there, his sleek muscles blending into the graceful lines of his
long, lean body. He was nearly hairless, with no tan line. She
imagined him spending a lot of time here, diving naked. Terra felt
she was looking at the original Adam, in this mythical, watery
Eden.
    Floating on his back, he looked up at
her. His arms gently stroked the water, like a ballet dancer
maintaining a delicate pirouette.
    Terra’s naturally cautious nature
forced her to check in with herself. Staring down at him in the
water, she searched her mind for fear. For trepidation. For danger.
She couldn’t find it. Maybe it was him. Maybe it was the place.
Maybe she was just foolish, but somehow she just knew that
everything was okay. There was nothing to be afraid of. She just
knew it.
    She pulled her sweater off. He watched
her. She kicked off her shoes. Unzipping her jeans, she looked at
him. He watched her intently, stroking the water. She pulled her
pants down and pulled them over her feet. She stood and reached
behind, unhooking her bra and letting it fall forward and off. She
bent over and pushed her panties down, stepping out of them.
Standing back up, she looked down at him, into his green eyes. He
was not trying to be coy or shy—he was openly looking at her body,
taking it in slowly and deliberately.
    After making sure he had seen his
fill, she grabbed her mask and dove in. The water was warmer than
the air, almost bathtub warm. They stroked over to the air tubes.
The disc floated on the surface, with the air tubes dangling down.
He fit hers in her mouth, then his. After adjusting their masks and
doing some practice breaths, he gave her the signal and they dove
down.
    He held her hand as they stroked
together to the bottom. She was able to breathe easily through the
tube. It was an odd