As we climb out of the pool, I make sure I’m behind her just so I can see her sweet little ass wet in front of me. She’s so fucking sexy in this bikini.
We sit around the outdoor table as Elijah feeds us. My sister is so lucky to have him, especially because she can’t even boil water without burning it. Tonight, we had planned to go to a carnival—typical amusement rides, junk food, and games. Will is excited and wants to go on every ride, begging all of us to join him.
After lunch, we all do our own thing, and when I say we, Nikki asks Charlotte to watch Will, so she and Rocky disappear as do Adriana and Elijah. Those greedy fuckers with their afternoon fucking sessions. What I wouldn’t give to be doing that with Charlotte right now. Charlotte, of course, is more than happy to spend some time with Will. We spend the warm afternoon swimming in the pool with Will keen to show off his swimming skills.
“Lex, can you teach me how to dive?” he asks after doing a few laps.
“Sure, buddy.” We swim to the edge, and I motion for him to put his hands together and stick his arms out.
Charlotte is sitting on the sideline observing us with this strange look on her face.
He dives in but belly-flops. Ouch. He’s quick to return to the edge and try again. I love this kid’s determination. After the fifth go, he finally gets it causing Charlotte and I both to cheer. I’d never spent any time around kids, but he makes it easy. He’s such a laid-back kid, not like those little brats you see in shopping malls.
“Lex, are you Charlie’s boyfriend?”
I don’t know how to respond to this, and Charlotte simply watches on with amusement. I search my brain for the easiest explanation I can give him, after all, the kid is only seven.
“Uh, not really, buddy. I’m just her friend.”
“But you act like Mommy and Daddy. All in love and stuff.”
The observation catches me off-guard. Is that how people see us? Well, from my point of view, it’s the truth.
“You know what, Will? Sometimes really good friends can love each other, but it’s a different type of love,” Charlotte intervenes.
“But, Charlie, why don’t you marry Lex? Then you can have babies, and I can have someone to play with.”
Whoa, kid. Babies?
Babies scare me.
So tiny and fragile, and I hear you get no sleep in like forever. Plus, dirty diapers. But then again it will be a tiny piece of Charlotte and me, and there’s also the trying to have a baby? That’s the fun part, right?
“I’m not sure how to answer that. But look, Will, the sun is going down, and we have a fair to go to. Will you go on the bumper cars with me?”
It’s a great distraction and he knows no different.
“Oh, yes! Let’s make sure Daddy drives the other car. He can’t drive for shit.”
“Will,” Charlotte and I exclaim in unison.
What do you say to a kid who swears in front of you?
“Sorry.” He bows his head, and we try our best to suppress our laughter.
We head back inside and go our separate ways to take showers. I contemplate sneaking into Charlotte’s room, but I know she’s busy running a bath for Will. Instead, I take a shower by myself and wonder if I should jerk off, but I’d rather blow inside of her.
As we are all dressed for the carnival, I finally get a moment to pull Charlotte aside as the others walk out onto the porch.
“So, why won’t you marry me?”
“What?”
“Will asked… why won’t you marry me?”
“Lex, he’s seven.”
“Answer me,” I demand in a low voice trying not to cause a scene.