She didn't own a swimsuit, so bra and panties had been her option.
Slipping into a modest two-piece swimsuit with a skirted bottom, she grabbed a towel and headed out at a brisk walk for the beach.
His remark about how she looked in the swimsuit made it obvious that he saw her as something more than a baby sitter or maid.
Outside of his remark about her swimsuit, and the two kisses he had forced on her, he had shown no special interest in her.
Pulling the shirt open, he surveyed her swimsuit, oblivious to her embarrassment.
It tentatively paused below her swimsuit top.