Aching muscles

“For later. Put it on.” He simply replied with a smile and Aurora instantly knew what he meant.

She didn't have to guess and open the bag to know it was a two-piece swimsuit, to be exact, a yellow lace two-piece swimsuit. One look from it and she could see it’s in her size,

She gave Reagan a judging look, “Really?”

He must be with a lot of women that he could even guess what her size is…wait a minute, why yellow and how did he know her size?

He shrugged, “What'd you expect? We’re surrounded by water, of course, we’ll go swimming so you’ll definitely need that. Unless you want to swim naked.”

Wearing this kind of swimsuit is practically like she’s naked. She’s not even used to wearing one due to her mother…in fact, she only had a one-piece swimsuit where she had to wear shorts on top because her mom would say so.

She shook her head, “How did you even buy this?”

“I had already prepared this ahead, princess.”

“What? What do you mean?” Did she think he just happened to save her? Wow, it didn’t even cross her mind for him to do this..

“The morning before you were even in the airport, I asked Dasha about your size and made her buy it for you,” he explained as if explaining to a five-year-old. “She was giggling when I told her about it, to be honest, I don’t even like that girl much, but she’s your cousin so I have to tolerate her.”

“Don’t you dare backstab my cousin in front of me?” She said, defending Dasha. Dasha may be too girly and noisy and loves to play around but she’s still a teenager so, of course, she would be like that.

“Anyways, just eat well and savor my food. We’ll go later at three in the afternoon so it won’t be too hot.” He said and before he could disappear to his big yacht, Aurora wanted to ask.

“Why yellow by the way?” She asked, “I mean the swimsuit you made Dasha buy.”

He came closer and smirked, his hands now caressing her hair, “Well, I’ve always liked blondes, and yellow matches your olive skin.” He said, looking at her up and down before leaving.

She instantly finished her food and got back to her room to try the swimsuit on. Damn. She opened the bag and put it up high. How could she even wear this?

Gulping, she slapped herself lightly, “No, you can do this, you are already grown up and can do this.”

She mumbled this mantra, looking at her reflection in the mirror and thinking about her plan to make Reagan love her too.

As she put it on, she glanced at her and when it neared the three in the afternoon, Reagan was already outside her room, knocking on the door.

“Are you ready, princess?” He asked.

“I’m ready.” With one last look in the mirror, she opened the door and got out, pretending to stand comfortably. He gazed at her form and she tried to hide from squirming but it didn’t work.

She could sense her body getting hit by his stare and she shook her head. Really, what is this reaction she’s making? So embarrassing.

His mouth fell wide and his eyebrows raised playfully, his lips with a satisfied grin, “Wow.” He breathed out, “I’m right that I picked the right color. It suits you.”

She just smiled, “Let’s go now.”

Reagan grabbed her hand and she let him, he then guided her outside, where he had his swimming gears on.

Placed by the deck were two snorkel masks, a dry Snorkel for them to be able to breathe underwater, life vests, and a go-pro camera.

“You’re prepared.” She commented, now leaning down to grab the gears. She had snorkeled before with her parents and it was a very exciting and happy event in her life. She got to see the fishes and sea creatures in a close gap. She bit her lip, now excited.

“I keep this equipment here in my yacht for these reasons,” Reagan said proudly and grabbed the equipment to put on himself.

Aurora struggled with her snorkel mask as it won’t even fit her face but Reagan was quick enough to help her and adjust the size for her face.

“Is that enough? Are you comfortable?” He asked, now leaning in closer to her, focused on the mask.

Aurora nodded, feeling it was just the right size for her now.

Reagan nodded, now grabbing the life vests. “I know you have some experience with snorkeling, but let’s wear some life vests for your safety. We never know you might get away from me and get eaten by sharks.”

She blinked at that, her body tensed and quite afraid of the sharks although she knows he was joking.

They’ll never know..they are in the middle of the pacific ocean and water surrounds them…

“Are you sure it's safe to snorkel here?” She asked hesitantly, not wanting to appear scared but she can’t hide it.

“Don’t worry, princess, I have done it a few times here,” he reassured and somehow felt a bit relieved and quite interested in his words.

She cleared her throat, “How many girls have you snorkeled with?”

He paused at that, blinking and thinking about it, he tried to counter with his hands but shook his head, “I haven’t thought of that…well. I only take my past flings to hotels and rooms.” He said without care and Aurora scoffed at that. He treats women like objects and discards them…

“Right. Such a player,” she mumbled and he heard it.

“I’m not a player. I just appreciate a woman’s body and thank the creator for such a view by doing what I’m supposed to do as a man.” He said defensively with a flirtatious tone.

She looked at him with a scrunched nose, “Ew, what a pervert.”

The look on his face when he heard that was priceless. He gasped as if he couldn’t believe it, “Pervert? Princess, I'm not a pervert because if I were, I would have already taken advantage of you but look, I didn’t. I know my boundaries as a man, I accept I am a player, but I am a gentleman.” He explained carefully.

“A gentleman player? Just heart of that…” she said, chuckling and continuing in taunting him.

Regan seemed to give up and sighed, “Fine fine, whatever floats your boat princess.” He made sure that they were fully prepared, and tried to make her stretch her body.

She pouted, looking at the waves of the ocean in front of her. “Oh c’mon, I want to go now.”

Reagan grabbed her hand and helped her to get it up, “No, your body will be sore if you won’t do this with me.”

Sighing, she rolled her eyes, “Fine.”

She went to a corner to stretch and Reagan did the same. After five minutes, the two of them now sat by the edge of the deck.

“I think we’re fully prepared now,” he then went first and looked back at her to offer his hand, “come on.”