Fabric slid away from Selena’s body like a discarded secret.
As she ran her fingers over the silk of the bikini Helena had gifted her, a flush of sheepishness colored her cheeks. When she had first thrown a tantrum about her father’s decisions regarding Adrian, she was just a child—a little girl lashing out at the world. She hadn't realized those childhood outbursts would be remembered so vividly by her grandmother, let alone turned into a formal "promise" to be fulfilled years later.
It felt a little shameful.
Moreover, she barely knew this Adrian. If they were still children, a few minutes of splashing and shouting would dissolve any lingering awkwardness. But they were adults now.
Still, she understood Helena’s intent. At dinner, Selena had proposed introducing Adrian to the entire
