Chapter 316

"Had enough touching?" Matthew Quinn's voice rang out above her head, laced with that signature devilish edge. Serena Dawson froze, finally realizing her hands were pressed flat against his bare chest. She recoiled like she was burned, her whole face going up in flames. Internally, she was already cursing nonstop—seriously, could this guy get any more shameless? Her words were a jumbled mess, "You, you—why aren’t you wearing clothes?" "I'm dressed," Matthew said coolly, taking a step closer. Serena instinctively glanced down and caught sight of the swimming trunks sitting low on his hips. The brief glimpse of his defined abs sent a wave of heat rushing up her neck. Panicked, she started backing away, fumbling for an excuse, "I mean… why are you dressed like that?" He kept approaching until he stopped right by the pool, leaning in close with a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. "I'm swimming... it's not like I was gonna wear a suit." Hearing that, Serena’s eyes shot up to meet h