In his line of work, there was never a shortage of perfect peachy bottoms soaking up the sun in little string bikinis. Yet emerging from the sea, her steps had that bounce he was drawn to. The way she squeezed the water from her hair and stretched out on a lounger held his attention for long minutes. She adjusted her bikini bottom until the tiny strip of pink fabric disappeared between her cheeks.

Someone could have drowned without him noticing.

She enjoyed the gentle ocean breeze and the sun stroking her skin, but she found herself wanting much more.