Tell me what to do

Izzy steps to the edge of the pool, toes curling against the cool concrete. The white bikini clings to her skin, thin and damp from the mist in the air, and she's acutely aware of the way the fabric molds to her body. She glances at Marcus, who's adjusting the tripod, and swallows hard.

"Okay. Just tell me what to do," she says, her voice a little shaky. "I want this to be perfect for Joe."

Marcus looks up, gives her a once-over, and gestures toward the shallow end. "Start simple. Walk in like you're just getting in the water. Don't think about the camera. Just move natural."

Izzy nods, stepping down into the warm water. It laps at her ankles, then her calves. She wades in slowly, but her movements are stiff, uncertain. She keeps glancing at Marcus's camera, then looking away, her hands hovering awkwardly at her sides.

"Like this?" she asks, her voice tentative. "I feel like I'm doing it wrong."

Marcus lowers the camera. "You're overthinking it. You're not in the bedroom anymore. This is just you, relaxing in the water. Take your time. Let your body loosen up."

She exhales, trying to slow her breathing. She wades deeper, the water rising to her thighs, and she stops, turning slightly to face him. The cool air against her damp skin makes her shiver, her nipples pressing visibly through the white fabric. She doesn't mention it, but she feels exposed.

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