Emiri wished she could have run back to the changing rooms and gotten something more modest, but Nadeline had a vice-like grip on her wrist. Said blonde was obviously very proud at the boys' reactions, and she only released the brunette to hold Wesley's hand. She winked at Emiri and plopped down onto the blanket next to Wesley, making sure to snuggle in close. Boy, that girl worked fast, she was already batting her eyelashes at the prince. As she sat down next to Jaakuna she caught Karolina's smile, and only blushed harder. Grant watched Savayna join the group, about to compliment her swimsuit, but noticed she stripped on the blanket. Everything that happened next seemed to happen in slow motion, as he didn't realize she was going to fall on top of him. He made as if to catch her, but she ended up knocking him down onto his back. Something very soft was squishing his face and partially suffocating him, though when he tried to lift her off, he felt said softness in his hands. As he lightly pushed, he realized much to his horror (and probably everyone else's delight) he realized he had both of her breasts in his hands.
"Now, now, Grant, that isn't something you should do to a lady. Not in public, anyway." Karolina called out to him, lightly fanning herself with a paper fan.
The raven haired man immediately scrambled backwards, his chest heaving in and out for air as his face turned redder than Jaakuna's shorts. Emiri bit her lip, clearly amused at the flustered Grant, though Nadeline and Lorenzo were howling with laughter. "My...my apologies..." Grant muttered, trying to regain his composure, though he was clearly not as amused as his brother was. He didn't quite appreciate Karolina's comment, either.
"Alright, alright, hold your hormones, folks, because we're going to get the fun started!" Lorenzo exclaimed loudly, bringing out a volleyball. "I hope you all can keep up with me and Karolina, because it's time to smack this ball between ourselves and get the blood pumping! Nothing beats a game of good old beach volleyball!"
Karolina nodded to Nadeline, who excused herself, and the two ladies set up the makeshift court as Lorenzo poked Wesley. "Boy, you and I will be team captains. Choose your men (and women) wisely! I'll let you pick first, since I'm such a good man."