Before long they exited his house, and were both walking back across the yard. I tossed my phone into the couch and rejoined them on the patio.
"Sorry about that." I spoke to both of them, but really - the apology was meant for Anna. She glared at me with fury, but I noticed that she suddenly seemed more comfortable in her suit. She no longer appeared to be in a rush to cover herself.
"No worries Tim." Bob said, placing the pitcher down on one of our tables, "Never gonna hear me complain about a beautiful woman in a bikini helping me out."
Anna blushed deeply, and I chuckled, "I guess that does make sense." I offered. I was ecstatic to hear Bob compliment her openly, but apparently his remark was Anna's queue to escape back into the pool water.
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