"It might be," Aidan said, locking eyes with Rachel.

Vampires in his world had no magical stare that could mesmerize others, their telepathy was more complicated than that and infinitely more difficult for most, but they did have the benefit of experience. If eyes were the window of the soul, most vampires were old enough to show you whatever scene they wanted. Darkness, mystery, and a depth that didn't belong on someone who looked as young as he did flickered across his eyes as he held Rachel's gaze.

Without bobbing or weaving, he reached down and slipped his trunks off, letting them float up to the surface of the water before he pushed backward, slowly drifting away from her.