Yes

I walked out into the surf until the waves were up to my chest, then began to swim. I stroked out towards the figure. As I grew closer to where I had seen her, I stopped to tread water and get my bearings. Where was she?

Looking around in the moonlit sea, I soon saw the swimmer I had spotted from the beach...but it wasn't Linda! Shawna was casually treading water a short distance away, watching me with her dark brown eyes. The look on her face was hard to interpret.

I felt a flush rise in my cheeks. I guessed I shouldn't really feel embarrassed; after all, she was out here swimming, why shouldn't I be? But somehow it seemed that she could read my thoughts...but was I disappointed or excited? It was hard to tell.

I considered going back and trying to find Linda again. But then again, a bird in the hand...