It’d be so, so easy to forget.
part0018
12
“Hey, Dem?” Clara’s voice calls from the room next door. “What’s this?”
“It’s your suit for today.”
“Okay… but why?”
“We’re going surfing.”
Clara’s head pokes around the corner through my doorway in a millisecond. “I’m sorry—what?”
“You heard me.” I finish tying my boardshorts and flash her a casual smile.
Her jaw drops. “But… but… Willow’s too young—”
“I hired a nanny to watch her, plus Fetuani is here and agreed to keep an eye on her while we’re out.”
Clara doesn’t seem to know what to say. She just ducks back into her room, hopefully to change into the new bikini I had Ani go into town for when I decided this was what we’re doing today.
Not that I don’t love that sexy, black string bikini she had on yesterday. I just don’t love the
