“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.”

That day, Ivy had worn a bikini, planning to go surfing. But before she could even leave the room, Ethan had pulled her back inside.

Ethan knew his reputation on this matter was probably damaged, so he held her and said, “Next time we go out, I won’t do it that many times.”

Ivy didn’t believe him anymore.

“Hmph, I don’t believe you.” She mumbled as she settled into his arms, finding a ...