He watched shamelessly as she undressed, and found himself admiring the curve of her thighs and ass as she stepped into the pond. When she jumped and, for a moment, disappeared, Cassidy sat up a little straighter, a subtle paranoia nipping at the edges of his high.

It didn't last long. He could see her rising after a moment. By the time she was settling herself on the edge of the pool, he was falling back into his more relaxed posture.

"Can I just say - and I don't think I say it often enough, really, not nearly -" He paused slightly, to make sure she could sense the gravity of his feelings. "- you've got a bloody gorgeous arse, love."