Chapter 117


    Chapter 117. Why Are You Dress Like A Wh*re


    “I want to see you in this when we go surfing. I bet you’ll have a tan line in less than a week!” Aaron


    said, looking me up and down with unbridled excitement.


    As I listened to his words and looked at the sheer fabric in his hands, I couldn’t help but blush. I was


    worried that my boobs would fall out of the bikini if I jogged even a bit, not to mention the intensity of


    surfing.


    I even hid it all the way at the bottom of my dresser out of fear that Aaron would find it.


    I shrunk back in shame and I red at him in annoyance. “Aaron, why are you going through my stuff?”


    Aaron froze and looked at me innocently, his eyes looking down at my body. “I was just trying to help


    you find your pajamas…”


    I followed his line of sight and looked down at myself. It was only then that I realized that I was


    I squealed in surprise and yoinked the covers up to hide my body.


    “What’s there to cover? It’s not like there’s any part of your body that I haven’t seen.” Aaron muttered,


    hopping onto the bed and trying to rip the covers off of me.


    “Aaron, don’t you dare steal that from me, you bully!” I grabbed the quilt as well as we began a game of


    tug-of-war.


    I quickly realized how much stronger Aaron was, so I opted to


    throw a pillow right at his face.


    I was so angry that I instantly picked up a second pillow andunched it at him. He dodged it with a


    slight tilt of his head, and the next moment he had my face sped in his hands.


    “You’re so beautiful, you know.” His suddenpliment made me forget my resistance. I let him kiss


    me.


    Not to be outdone, I leaned into the kiss just as much as he did, until our bodies couldn’t help but


    intertwine. Aaron began running his hands up and down my body.


    Just as I began to breathe harder and open my legs for him, Aaron suddenly pulled back and looked up


    at me. “Baby, as much as I know you want me, you’re gonna be hungry if you don’t eat some


    breakfast.”


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    I blushed once again and gave him a gentle kick. “Well, you’re the one who’s to me!”


    Aaron jumped off the bed and fetched a beautifully ted breakfast. He touched the te and spoke


    with some annoyance. “Tsk. Unfortunately, it’s a bit cold.”


    “Thank you!” I didn’t mind. I instantly took the te and was about to dig in when he leaned close to


    me.


    “If you really want to thank me, then show me rather than just using your words. Give me a good


    morning kiss,” Aaron said, yfully pouting at me.


    I gave him a nk stare and pushed his face away in mock disgust. “Go away! If you kiss me again,


    then we won’t be able to leave the room all day.”


    “Oh, I don’t mind! I’d rather stay in the bedroom all day with you than go outside…”


    Aaron’s face had a yful grin, and I gave him a sideways nce. I already knew that he was


    fantasizing about having sex all day long, and I wasn’t about to spend the day in this room with that


    p*rvert.


    Aaron noticed my re and changed the subject. “I’m still looking forward to watching you surf in that


    bikini.


    I nced out the window. It was close to noon, so it wasn’t a great time to go surfing. “Are you sure you


    want to go surfing in this blistering heat?”


    A sh of embarrassment crossed Aaron’s face, but he quickly thought up another n. “Then we can


    go swimming! Or take a boat out onto the sea.”


    He held out the bikini in front of me, raising his eyebrows expectantly. I saw the excitement in his eyes


    and couldn’t bear to let him down. In the end, I sighed as I took the bikini. It barely weighed anything.


    I struggled to tie the bikini behind my back and called out to Aaron, who stared at me as I put it on. “Is


    this really not too revealing?”


    “Here, let me help you check.”


    Aaron strode forward and cupped my breasts in his hands, squeezing them gently. I instinctively leaned


    into his arms. He then nodded at me, pretending to be professional. “After my thorough testing, I’ve


    determined that the bikini is strong, yet still stic andfortable. It gets my seal of approval, so let’


    s head out!”


    I still didn’t feel entirelyfortable in the swimsuit. “The more you say that, the more nervous I get.”


    “Trust me; no one would look better in that bikini.” Aaron couldn’t resist reaching out and touching my


    chest again.


    I rolled my eyes at him as I removed his hand from my chest. I took the lead and head out the door


    ahead of Aaron.


    Aaron called out after me to wait for him, but he quickly caught up to me as we reached the hotel door.


    I opened the door and felt a cool breeze rush past. I couldn’t help but shiver, hugging my arms tight


    around my chest.


    “Is it cold?”


    Aaron took a few steps in front of me to check, but an angry figure suddenly appeared in front of us. It


    was Vincent.


    His arms were crossed as he stared down at me in utter disgust. He looked at me like I was a


    prostitute, and shouted angrily. “Olive, why are you dressed like a wh*re? Just how many men do you


    want ogling over you?