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Jealous? No, of course not! That is not jealousy, and I am not jealous. I'm sure.
"Impossible. Everything has a reason."
"No. I don't have a reason."
"Okay, okay, fine. Well, you have the right to be mad because I'm your husband." He laughed a little.
"Tss." I shook my head, looking away.
"Kidding. Do you want to swim?"
"Nope."
"Okay. I'll swim. Stay here."
I looked at him. "Are you serious?"
"Yeah. Why?" He started to unbutton his polo shirt. "This is the perfect time to swim in the sea.” He finally removed his polo. He also took off his pants and left his boxers alone. I quickly avoided looking at his body.
"All right, then, do whatever you want." I took the bottle of wine, poured it into my glass, and drank.
"Don't drink too much. You might do something crazy again." He chuckled and walked to the sea.
"Crazy," I muttered as I watched him walk away behind me. This crazy guy—how could he be so sexy?
