Self-Control

*Violet's POV*

When we go up to the room to change, Stella says, “Alright, let’s see what bathing suit options you have.”

“Options? I only have one,” I tell her and pull out my black one piece bathing suit that I’ve never even worn. Well that’s not entirely true. I put it on once under my clothes when I went to the beach with Jace, but I couldn’t work myself up to taking my clothes off.

“Um, no. That’s not happening. Where did you even get that? Nevermind, you can borrow one of mine for today, but we’re adding bathing suits to our shopping list for next time,” she says as she starts pulling out a variety of different coloured items from her drawers.

“Here, try this one. It’s your favourite colour” she jokes, throwing a ball of black strings in my direction. I unravel it and see that it’s plain black bottoms, which I put on and then two triangles and so many str