CHAPTER 191: IN THE SEA

The air was rich with the comforting scents of freshly poured warm milk, golden-brown toast slathered with butter, and a lavish spread of scrambled eggs flecked with herbs, crispy bacon, and a bowl of ripe strawberries.

Brandon, sitting at the dinner table, cut into the eggs with a fork as he savored the meal.

His thoughts drifted briefly to the conversation they’d had earlier and a quiet tension lingered in his heart.

The soft creak of the stairs drew his attention, and he glanced up to see Ravene descending.

Ravene approached the table, her lips curving into a teasing smile as she slid onto Brandon’s lap, her thighs straddling his.

The sudden weight made him chuckle and his fork paused mid-air as he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer "Couldn’t stay away, huh, Rave?" he murmured as he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her lips.

Ravene giggled, her arms looping around his neck as she deepened the kiss.

Brandon smiled gently, his free hand sliding up her side, his fingers brushing the curve of her breast before squeezing gently, drawing a soft gasp from her.

His lips brushed her jaw as he squeezed her breast again, his fingers teasing her nipple, that made her squirm on his lap.

She shifted on his lap, her body pressing closer and her breasts brushed against his t-shirt, that made his hand tighten on her hip as his fingers sank into her flesh with a gentle possessiveness.

Brandon continued eating, his fork spearing a piece of bacon as he leaned back slightly, his other hand still playing with Ravene’s breast, squeezing and teasing her.

He dipped the bacon into the scrambled eggs, bringing it to his mouth.

Then he speared a strawberry, bringing it to Ravene’s lips and his eyes softened as she took a bite, the juice staining her lips.

At this time, Elize came downstairs and saw them cuddling on the chair as a wry smile appeared on her lips.

Walking to them, Elize leaned down, her hand cupping Brandon’s face as she pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, "Good morning, dear,"

Then she slapped Ravene’s ass, making her yelp in surprise "Go and get dressed."

Ravene quickly rubbed her ass as her blush deepened and curled even more in his lap "Ah. Are you jealous because I am getting all his attention?"

Seeing their banter, Brandon shook his head helplessly and continued eating his food.

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Opening the door, Dhayun’s eyes lit up the moment she saw him "Come in, Woonie..."

She leaned forward and hugged Brandon before pulling him inside her dorm room "Come on, come on... let’s watch from where we left off."

Dhayun released his arm, flopping onto the couch with a dramatic sigh, grabbing a cushion and hugging it to her chest "Sit, sit. We’ve got episodes to catch up on."

He also took a seat beside her and leaned back comfortably "Haa..."

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2 days later-

Feeling the sea air hitting his chest, Brandon stretched his arms and let out a deep sigh.

He was wearing a pair of shorts as he gazed into the stretching sea in front of him.

Beside him, Eira is wearinga two-piece swimsuit as the deep teal fabric hugged her curves, the top revealing the gentle swell of her breasts, the bottoms accentuating her hips.

She fiddled with a digital camera in her hands, her fingers deftly adjusting the settings and her eyebrow furrowed in concentration as she aimed the lens at the horizon.

Her blonde hair was tied back in a loose ponytail, strands dancing in the breeze.

Brandon’s gaze slid to her and a playful grin appeared on his lips as he looked at her swimsuit.

He stepped closer, his hand reaching out to grab her ass, giving it a gentle squeeze that made her jump slightly "You look beautiful, Eira..."

Eira’s cheeks flushed, a shy smile breaking through her concentration as she nudged his chest with her elbow, her camera lowering slightly. "Idiot..." she muttered with a mix of embarrassment and affection in her gaze.

"I’m here..." a bright voice called, drawing Brandon’s attention to the figure running toward them across the sand.

Florence approached, her two-piece swimsuit showcasing her enticing curves, the top barely containing her deep cleavage.

As she reached them, she struck a pose, one hand on her hip, and her breasts shifted with the motion, drawing Brandon’s gaze.

Brandon was mesmerized, his eyes tracing her curves and the way the swimsuit accentuated her body.

Eira noticed his gaze and her lips twitched in annoyance as she lowered her camera, her eyes narrowing at him.

With a huff, she stomped on his foot, the sand cushioning the impact "Bastard, that’s my Mom..."

Looking at Eira, Brandon smiled wryly, "Just... appreciating the view."

Florence laughed as she tousled her hair, her breasts jiggling with the motion, drawing Brandon’s gaze again despite his best efforts.

"How do I look, darlings?"

Brandon nodded as he looked at her from top to bottom "You look hot..."

Eira gave her mother a deadpan look, her camera dangling from her hand, "Can’t you wear a one-piece swimsuit..."

Florence laughed again, stepping closer to ruffle Eira’s hair, though her swimsuit accentuated her curves with every step.

"Oh, come on... we’re here to enjoy ourselves. A one-piece would be more restrictive... this feels good."

She tousled her hair again making her breasts jiggle and Brandon’s eyes flicked to the motion reflexively.

Eira noticed and her glare sharpened as she turned to Brandon, "Really?"

Brandon let out a faint cough as he met Eira’s gaze, "Let’s go..."

Florence clapped her hands, her smile widening as she stepped forward, her bare feet sinking into the sand.

"Yes, let’s! The water’s perfect, and I’m not letting you two stand here bickering all day," she said as she led the way toward the sea.

Eira grabbed his hand, pulling him toward the waves, her camera now slung around her neck, "Don’t get any ideas about Mom."

"You’ve got enough girls to keep you busy, Brandon..."

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*WOOOSSHH*

The speedboat screeched through the sea as Florence, standing in the driver’s seat, skidded it across the sea, splashing the water.

"WOWWW!" She screamed as she dashed through the water, gripping the steering wheel confidently.

She leaned into a sharp turn, the boat tilting slightly as the water splashing over the sides, drenching her hair and skin.

In the backseat, Brandon and Eira clung to the cushioned bench, their bodies pressed close as the boat rocked and surged.

Eira’s gaze quivered in panic, feeling the speed of the boat and Florence’s reckless driving "This bitch is gonna kill us."

Brandon laughed, his arm tightening around her shoulders "Seems like she is having the time of her life..."

She raised her hand and pinched his cheek "Also, you... stop ogling at her ass."

-_- he could only sigh "Well she is standing in front of me.. where else could I stare?"

She pulled him closer and murmured "Stare at me, then..."

Florence, catching their banter, glanced over her shoulder as she eased the throttle slightly, the boat slowing to a gentler glide, "What’s that, darlings?"

"You two better not be fighting back there! We’re here to have fun!"

She punctuated her words with another sharp turn, the boat skidding across the water, sending a fresh spray over them, making Eira squeal and Brandon laugh, his arm tightening around her.

Florence slowed the boat further, guiding it into a gentle drift as the engine’s roar softened to a low hum.

She turned in her seat, "Who’s up for a swim? The water’s perfect, and I’m not driving this thing all day."

Brandon smiled, standing from the backseat, his shorts clinging to his thighs, "Swim sounds good."

Florence dove into the water with a graceful arc and surfaced up to look at both of them "Come on..."

Soon, Brandon and Eira also joined her, diving into the ocean.

Brandon surfaced from his dive, the cool water enveloping his toned chest as droplets of water glistened on his skin.

He shook his head, sending a spray of water arcing around him.

Florence was already nearby as she splashed a handful of water at Brandon, "Here, take it?" she teased as her hands skimmed the surface, ready for another splash.

Brandon laughed, his arms cutting through the water as he returned the splash, sending a wave of seawater crashing toward her, soaking her hair and shoulders.

"Oh, you’re on, Florence."

The water fight began as they dove and surfaced, each splashing water at each other.

Eira surfaced a short distance away as she held her waterproof camera, her fingers deftly adjusting the settings.

She aimed at Brandon and Florence, capturing their playful water fight.

Her lips curved into a soft smile as she watched her mother.

Florence’s laughter was brighter and is happier than she has ever seen her.

Brandon dove under the water, emerging with a splash, sending a wave crashing over Florence, who squealed and retaliated, her hands scooping the water.

She dove toward him, her arms wrapping around his shoulders in a playful tackle, pulling him under for a moment before they surfaced together, laughing and gasping.

Brandon’s hands brushed her waist as he shook water from his hair, his eyes meeting hers with a warmth that spoke of their easy connection.

Florence moved closer and wrapped her arms around his shoulders while he held her waist.

Eira clicked the shutter, capturing the moment, Florence’s radiant smile, Brandon’s playful grin, and the water droplets suspended in the air like tiny prisms.

She lowered the camera, her eyes softening as she watched them, her heart aching with a quiet realization.

She had never seen her mother this happy.

"Eira, get in on this!" Florence called as she splashed water toward her daughter.

She swam closer, "Stop hiding behind that camera and join the fun!"

Eira rolled her eyes, a playful scowl crossing her face as she adjusted her camera, snapping one last shot before tucking it into her bracelet.

"Fine, Mom."