As the sun dipped lower in the sky, Martina and Elias finally stepped out of the pool, the warm breeze drying their skin. Martina wrapped herself in a towel, squeezing the water from her hair as she glanced over at Elias. He was leaning against one of the lounge chairs, watching her with that same unreadable expression.
She smirked. “You keep looking at me like that.”
Elias arched a brow. “Like what?”
“Like you’re thinking too much.”
He exhaled, shaking his head slightly as he grabbed a towel of his own. “Maybe I am.”
Martina sat down on one of the chairs, tilting her head to study him. “Care to share?”
Elias dried his hair before sitting beside her, his posture relaxed. “I was just thinking about how different this is.”
Martina raised an eyebrow. “Different how?”
Elias glanced at
