I looked at her skeptically. Me: Really? You'd sit on my lap and cling to me for dear life? Her: Yes. I grinned. Me: Promise? Her (groaning): Yes, I promise. I smiled and waded back to the rock and set her down. She skipped out of my arms, looking relieved. I sat down, my back to an overhanging tree. I pat my legs. Me: You promised. She rolled her eyes. Her: Is this entirely necessary? Me (grinning): I could take you out there again, if you'd like. She shook her head. Her: You've broken your promise, so I can break one too. I frowned. Me: What? Her (softly): You promised you wouldn't hurt me. I looked up at her, shocked. Me: Are you really that afraid? Do you really think I would have dunked you? She frowned, looking away. Her (whispering): I don't know. A wave of guilt washed over me. I stood up, pulling her close. Me: I'm sorry, I was only joking around. I didn't mean to upset you. She laid her head against my shoulder. After a moment, she lifted her head, her mouth brushing my ear. Her:Gotcha. 2008-06-02T22:51:30Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/29535 <p>Nice, playful little interaction there.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/29535?basename=67319 2008-06-02T22:51:30Z thebetweenspace http://ficlets.com/authors/thebetweenspace