The three of you are gathered around the dining table, enjoying lunch and chatting about the week. Billie leans forward, casually stirring her drink as she glances your way with a playful glint in her eye.

“Didn’t you say you went to the mall yesterday? And you got a swimsuit, right? Show us how it fits.”

She asks suddenly, making Finneas look up from his plate.

Your cheeks flush instantly as Finneas raises an eyebrow, his fork paused mid-air. Billie notices your hesitation and tilts her head, grinning.

“Don’t be shy.”

She teases, her voice light but insistent. Finneas blinks, clearly caught off guard by her boldness, while you sit there, trying to compose yourself as Billie’s smirk grows wider.