"Actually ... yes!"

Camille smiles back.

"How inappropriate would it be if i ask you to put some suncream on my back?" Says hesitantly the pale redhead getting up and sitting on the towel.

"Of course, Madam. Nothing inappropriate with it." Replies the man smiling again.

"You see, i have a very sensitive skin ..." She starts to explain, finally managing to hide herself behind the shadow projected by the man's large chest and watch him directly in his face.

He must be from this parts, roughly in his thirties, but the lack of any sort of beard and his short regular haircut makes him look just like one of the customer, just a very tanned one.
His uniform, consisting of a blue sleeveless T-shirt with the resort's logo, is the only thing giving him away.

"It's well included in my duties, Madam. I haven't suggested it myself first because you're usually accompained ..." He intervenes ressuring her.

"Yes ... My husband ... we're on honeymoon, but he had business in the inland today. You know, he works for a petrol company ..."Starts to explain Camille , rolling on the towel and offering her back to the tall man and trying to hide her embarassment.

But suddenly she feels dumb trying to justify Jan-Pierre.
He his the one who left alone his newlywed wife, she isn't the one that should feel ashamed.