Just go with it.

I didn't want to look stupid in front of Scarlet anymore so I just played up to everybody's expectations.

"Thought I would make an entrance," I **** a smile, I am not normally good at lying "I am a model now so I have to be more comfortable with my body."

All the girls awed at this statement. Scarlet smirked, I know she was the culprit of my unbuttoning but I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of my embarrassment again.

"Wow, Santiago is a model now? That's perfect!"

"I agree, you've seen him in that speedo back in high school? He totally has the body for it."

"Yes! If only he still had that thing, I wouldn't mind him modelling that swimsuit for us. You know what I mean?"

Scarlet joined in on the girl's conversation. "Funny you should mention that ladies. Santy is actually wearing that speedo right now." I felt a sudden chill down my spine as everyone's attention went from Scarlet then me.

"Seriously? As in...he has it on underneath those clothes?" Dylan queried.

"Yes, since you are all fans from his swimming days he thought he should put it on for old times sake." Scarlet lied.

"Really! That is just so cool!" Lyra faced me with a bit of blush on her cheeks "So...can we see you in it?"

My pulse began to race.

"Yeah, you just said as a model you have to be comfortable with your body, so why not show us?" The girl with the hair clip asked.

"So true," another girl egged on "why else would you wear that thing under your clothes coming here today if you weren't going to show us?"

This is getting bad.

"Well how about that Mr. Handsome?" Even Elvis was joining in "Your adoring public must see your scantily clad body, are you going through with it or are you going to disappoint?" He meant it half-jokingly but it was just another log to the fire I could see burning in these girls eyes.

I already came this far, I can't make a fool of myself now. Not in front of Scarlet and my old schoolmates. I had to find a smooth way out of this. "Gee, I would love to do that for you guys, really I would, but this is still a restaurant and I don't think the owner would appreciate the whole 'no shirt, no service' rule being broken." I feigned disappointment.

"Nah, I'm totally cool with it." I shot a panicked looked towards the source of this new voice. It was an attractive middle-aged woman wearing a diner logo hat serving drinks on at tray, I could only guess she was the owner. "So long as you kids keep ordering food, having a stallion like you show us some skin wont necessarily hurt my business." She gave me a smile and a wink.

I was all out of excuses now. After all my big talk, if I didn't strip down to my swimsuit right now, my friends will lose all respect for me. I had **** but to go through with it.