Before coming, Mia Grant had spent a long time at home picking out a swimsuit.
She'd considered everything, from the color to the style.
She wasn't a fan of revealing styles, but she didn't want to look like a little kid, either.
In the end, she chose three, each with a different style and color.
The one she was wearing now was the most conservative of the three.
It resembled a one-piece dress, just a bit short, barely covering the tops of her thighs. The hem swayed and rippled in the water, like a lotus flower blooming at her waist.
She was a swan gliding through a lotus pond. In her own mind, she was noble and elegant, but to an onlooker, she exuded a coquettish charm she herself was unaware of.
Kian Keller leaned down, picked up the half-empty drink beside her, and sniffed it. His brows furrowed.
It was alcohol.
