You're wearing your white bikini tonight and you decided to go for a swim. Brandon is intently watching you in the pool, in the first place he doesn't want you to go for a swim these hours. He traced his surroundings because he's not comfortable seeing you with your bikini out here. He doesn't like when men stare at your body like a thirsty weirdo.

“That's enough swim.” He said after a few minutes of watching you. He prepared a towel in his hand for you. Waiting for you to come and obey what he said.