I didn't hesitate—I dove right in, the water cool but not cold, shocking the skin with perfect ocean temperature. As I surfaced, I found Charlotte floating just out of reach, treading water with practiced ease, water beading along her collarbones and tracing the curves of her body.
Valentina appeared beside me, droplets running down her neck and chest, her red bikini clinging even more closely now that it's wet. The salt water seemed to have erased the last barriers, her skin gleaming.
"Didn't know you had such a good dive," she said, deliberately moving closer, her hip bumping against mine under the water. The underwater pressure seemed to tighten the fabric of her bikini, and I caught a glimpse of the curve of her breast as she moved.
Charlotte swam closer, her hand brushing my thigh in passing. "He's got a lot of hidden talents," she murmured, with a glance at Valentina. Her eyes were sparkling, half-teasing, half-challenging.
