"The beach it is," he responded with a grin. "Although I'm beginning to feel like swimming is all I do. Oh well. I suppose I can always work on my tan," he said with a grin, knowing that his pale British skin was not at all pleased with all the sun it had been getting lately and his nose was slightly peeling in response. "Under an umbrella by preference."
He sat back and looked at her carefully, then smiled. "I'm staying here, at this hotel. So I can grab my trunks. I don't suppose you brought your swimming suit, did you? Or do I get to take you to one of the nude beaches instead?" Although, truth be told, much as he'd like a chance to ogle her, he didn't really want anyone else ogling her, too. Ah well, he doubted she'd want to go to a nude beach anyway, so it was likely a moot point.