Zoe was watching me from the patio doors. I smiled at her and beckoned to her. She walked over slowly, looking around the garden. She smiled when she saw the fairy lights around all the furniture. She sat in the other swing and looked out over the massive pool.
"I heard you talking to Darran," I murmured to her. She didn't reply.
"Who's Emma?" she asked after a little while.
I smiled to myself. "I knew we were getting to that. She's my ex."
"Zo, what you've found out today, does it change your opinion of me?" I asked.
She looked at me with surprise. "No, of course not. It's all in the past anyway."
I nodded slowly, thinking, If only you knew...
"Want to go for a swim?" I asked her.
"I don't have any swimming stuff," she replied.
"Oh well, doesn't matter. We do have a washing machine if I remember correctly."
She smiled and stood up. She slid her shoes off and jumped in, fully-clothed. I took my shoes, socks and top off before jumping in after her. I smiled at her and swam after her. She looked back and smiled, making me want to kiss her again.
I caught up with her and grabbed her waist, making her giggle. I pulled her back to me and turned her around. She splashed water in my face. I laughed and pulled her to the side. I sat her on the side and pulled myself half out of the pool so I was still in the water from the waist down. She looked up at the house.
"Your house is beautiful," she whispered, her lips barely moving.
"Hardly," I scoffed.
"No, really, it's gorgeous," she insisted.
"I think you're getting the house confused with you, Zo."
She looked down at me and blushed.
"Earlier, when you said you felt you loved me, I wanted to tell you that I felt that way too. I just.. couldn't make the words come out. I didn't know how to say it, but I do now: I love you, Zo. I really do."
She looked like she was about to explode with happiness. I pulled myself out and sat next to her. I touched her face gently. I pressed my lips against hers and pulled her closer to me. She put her arms around my neck as we kissed. Her every movement was maximised by the drugs.
I held her tight to me, feeling her chest rise and fall pointlessly (I mean, it wasn't like she needed the oxygen now she was dead). She pushed her body against mine. I couldn't get enough of it. It was as if it was all a dream. But I pulled away and rested my forehead on hers.
"Oh, Zo, I love you so much," I whispered against the lips I so desperately wanted to touch again.
She reached up to kiss me but I stopped her. She looked at me with hurt in her eyes, even though I'd just told her I loved her.
"We're hardly alone out here," I pointed out, glancing up at Darran and Riley in one of the upper floor windows, giggling like children.