He had noticed her swimming with David, blonde hair slicked, blue eyes sparkling with laughter, and he found himself wishing he were the one swimming with her. He shrugged the thought away as soon as it popped into his mind. Focused on the leggy blonde sitting next to him on the beach, he tried to appreciate her curves but fell flat. He just wasn’t interested. How could he not be interested in getting her into the water to make that white bikini see through? Frustrating as it was, his thoughts on the swim suit all had to revolve around Angie; she would never be caught dead in something as blatantly sexual as that; Wonder what Angie would look like in it wet, her dark nipples poking against the fabric, begging for attention? “So what do you do for a living?” The blonde’s perfectly straight white teeth gleamed beautifully in her broad smile. She really was beautiful, whatever her name was. “I’m an investment banker.
