Olívia lifted her chin, defiant.

“So I’ll just take the bikini off and actually be naked,” she said, reaching for the tie at her hip.

He grabbed her wrist firmly.

“I’m not in the mood for your provocations, Olívia.”

“Well…” she smiled. “You sound like a grumpy old man, you know that? You should smile more. A heart attack at your age could be fatal.”

“Get out of the pool. Now. I don’t want to see you wearing that bikini anymore. Understood?”

“Well, I’m not getting out,” she shot back firmly. “An