Benedito Goncalo Cruz Pereira
I folded my arms over my chest with a sigh as I watched Ronaldo and Michele climb out of Ronaldo's Ferrari dressed in matching neon pink speedos, chiffon black robes that reached their mid-thighs, Gucci slides and sunglasses.
Almost every inch of their bodies were exposed displaying their tattoos. We all had tattoos on every corner of our skin which was something that always made us stand out wherever we went. At least Bobby was a breath of fresh air in our little circle with his one adorable tattoo that I cherished with everything in me.
"You are fully aware it is still winter outside?" I chuckled as they took out floats from the trunk and bottles of champagne.
"The car was warm," Ronaldo lowered his sunglasses and grinned before him and Michele skipped past me to the indoor pool. If there was alcohol in the mix them with Bobby was going to be a problem.
