ADRIAN.

“I have calls stacked until six. Enjoy the water.”

The words came out flatter than I intended. Anna’s smile stayed polite. Jenna already turned toward the glass doors with her towel over one shoulder. Tracy stood half a step behind them in that scrap of black fabric that barely covered her. The tiny top left the full undersides of her breasts soft and open to the air. The bottoms clung high on her hips and dipped low enough in front that I could see the smooth start of her mound when she shifted her weight. My cock had been hard the second she walked past the couch. Now it...