Derek, being one of the richest men that you knew, of course had a pool outside of his mansion that you always moaned about how he never used it, but now that it was summer, you just wanted to jump into it.

Derek wore a stupid Hawaiian button up with some random floral pattern as he dangled his legs into the water, his servant bringing him a new tropical cocktail every couple of minutes.

You were looking up at him from the pool, trying to persuade him to get in with you.