In Boston, there hadn't been much chance to go swimming, not really. And once they started doing God's work, there hadn't been much time. But here, in the village? After they got off work, well, they had time to themselves! No justice needing doling out
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"Having fun boys?"
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He found it and then grinned.
"Always. We Irish know how to have fun, eh?" he replied, brogue thick while kicking underwater and connecting with a Connor body part.
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Connor pulled at that foot, til he could get a hand on his shoulder and dunk his brother. Then he grinned at River. "And how are you?"
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"Eh, fuck you!" He told Connor, pushing his brother before turning back to River. (That was what it was like having a sibling.)
"You gonna come in?" Murph asked, even waving a hand, smile inviting.
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"Wasn't planning on it," she had a book and an iced tea and she was lazing in the sun. "But I could be convinced to get wet."
Double entendre anyone?
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She surfaced a little distance away from them and pushed her hair off her face.
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Murphy swam toward River, grinning as the water lapped around them.
"Guess you're wet now, huh?"
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"Hard not to be," she flicked her gaze over his bare chest, then over to his brother.
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He liked River; she suited them. So there was no sense in wasting time; he leaned in, nuzzling behind her ear.
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She hoped, she gave them as much. But as they moved close, hands sliding over water slicked skin she didn't care.
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Under the water, he grazed a hand over her breast before slipping down to hold her at the hip. He said a gravelly, "hi," grinning again before Murphy pressed his lips to River's.
Now this was a swimming party.
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They'd need to move it to a room soon, he thought. In a minute.
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