He came to walk alongside me as I hugged myself, shivering.
"Your tits look great in that bikini top, by the way."
My jaw dropped in shock of his blunt statement.
Watching him laugh, I reached out and shoved him as hard as I could, clearly taking him off guard as he toppled over into the pool.
Luca was glaring at me as he surfaced and swam back to the edge.
Now it was my turn to laugh.
I didn't have enough time to run before Luca's cold, wet arm was wrapped around my torso and lifted me into the air. He chucked me into pool, but I had enough of a grip on his arm that he followed in behind me.
The difference in the water temperature between the pool and hot tub had me gasping for air when I swam back up to the surface.
"Jackass," I quipped, despite trying not to laugh.
Luca laughed and ran a hand through his hair, shaking the water from it.
"All jokes aside," he said.
"I was serious about your tits."
"Stop talking about my tits."
"Why? They're nice tits."
I swam up to him, put one hand
