Does he really care?

Tiny

Luke looked at me.

"So you're gonna be in swimsuits all day for other people, to take pictures of you?"

I nodded my head slowly.

A smile spread across his face. "I told you, you're the prettiest girl ever," he picked me up hugging me.

"So you're not mad?"

"Why would I be mad, my girl is a swimsuit model, That's the ultimate flex."

"I thought dating a pornstar is a boy's biggest flex."

"No, at least not mine. I want to be the only one seeing my girl naked," He said placing me on the counter.

I shivered at the thought of myself naked.

"I am so sorry you've seen me naked." I almost gagged.

"Stop it, it's my second favorite sight."

"What's your first?"

"Just seeing you in general."

"That was cheesy," I laughed.

"I know but it's the truth," he said turning around. "Here's your shake ma'am."

"Thank you," I took the shake from him and we both enjoyed our breakfast.

"How's your stomach feeling?" He asked breaking the silence.

"It feels fine right now actually," I replied rubbing it. "What do you wanna do today?"

"Swim," he responded quickly.

"You do?"

"Yea, it sounds fun."

"It's about time you say that," I smiled hopping off the counter.

We were both done with our shakes and I was washing them in the sink.

"I'm gonna go change," Luke said running out of the kitchen.

I kept washing the dishes and loading them into the dishwasher.

Luke came back down wearing a pair of teal shorts with two towels in his hands.

"Go change I'll do this," he said walking to me.

"I'm almost done."

"Perfect, my short attention span can handle it." Luke took my hands out of the sink and dried them with a towel.

"Fine fine," I laughed before walking upstairs.

I figured I'd tan my body today so I decided to wear the tiniest swimsuit I owned.

(The suit)

"Luke!" I called down.

"Yes, baby!" He responded.

"I don't wanna hear anything about my suit, I need to tan."

"Ok?" His voice got closer.

I hurried down the stairs and almost ran into him trying to get out the back door.