Bikini
Cassidy’s Vacation in the Mountains
The suite was bigger than her apartment back home, and Cassidy had been walking around it half-dressed for the better part of an hour. The metallic bikini caught something new every time she moved. The light coming through the floor-to-ceiling windows shifted with the clouds over the mountains, and the fabric shifted with it. Blue one moment, purple the next. She’d bought it on impulse at a boutique near the cable car station, tried it on in the fitting room, and knew immediately it was coming with her to the room and nowhere else. It wasn’t a swimsuit for swimming in.
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