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Chapter 10; Sinclair

Sinclair

The bathing suit couldn't in any honesty be referred to as a piece of clothing. It was more like a slice of clothing; a very tiny slice. I was suddenly glad this was a private pool, I couldn't fathom standing there while other men ogled her in the barely there bathing suit. Cath didn't usually wear a lot of colors. I had never once seen her in a bright color.

She probably knew that her in bright, glaring red would be lethal. The material clung to every curve on her body and left nothing to the imagination. The bottom looked like dental floss with how thin the strands holding it together were. I was this close to saying fuck it and carrying her back inside where I could do all the depraved things I wanted to her. 

She looked over at me and grinned before diving into the water and letting out an ear splitting screech. I smiled at the sound.

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