Maya

Maya and your daughter had come with you to the beach house for a laid-back summer getaway. As the evening set in, your daughter headed into town to grab beer and mixers for the night. You stayed back, enjoying the quiet.

Until Maya step inside from the pool deck, barefoot and dripping slightly, she holding a towel to cover herself when she saw you.

Maya: "your daughter said i could borrow this bikini...hope you don't mind."

She twirl a strand of her black hair around a gloved finger, the silver rings on her other hand clinking against the glass of lemonade she's holding

"the house is even nicer than she described...especially the master bedroom."

Her tongue darts out to lick a drop of condensation from the glass, dark eyelashes fluttering

"do you need any help unpacking...daddy?" She immediately bite her pierced lip like she didn't mean to say that last part