"What ice cream do you want?" Caleb asked, as he held Tiff in his arms who was looking at the different flavours of ice cream.

Tiffany shrugged. "There's so many daddy."

Caleb kissed the top of her head. "Take as long as you want."

Tiffany huffed, putting a finger to her lips. "Is there Cookie dough?"

Caleb tapped on the glass above the cookie dough so Tiff could see where it was. "There."

Tiff leaned in close to Caleb's ear, and cupped her hands around it. "Can I have four scoops?"

"Hmm, I think maybe three." Caleb said, looking at her after she had pulled back.

Tiff sighed. "Why?" She whined.

"Mummy said you were allowed two, you can't have two extra. Then you wouldn't be able to have another ice cream."

Tiffany gasped, her doe eyes going wide. Caleb fought off a smile, the corners of his lips pulling upwards slightly. "That'd be bad."

"Yeah, it would be." Caleb said.

"Can I have three scoops of cookie dough, then?"

"Yeah."

Hanna decided to ignore the fact that Tiffany had three scoops instead of two, thinking it was just Caleb spoiling her. Caleb was sitting up, and Tiffany was sitting in between them eating her ice cream from the tub with a little pink spoon.

"You okay?" Caleb asked Hanna who was reading a Nicholas Spark's book.

"Hmm?" Hanna asked, bringing her attention from the book and to her boyfriend.

"You okay?"

Hanna nodded, and smiled. "I'm great." She sat up, dog-earing the page she was on; placing the book down in front of her. "But three scoops?" Hanna whispered, raising her eyebrows.

Caleb shrugged smirking. "What?"

"This is a Malibu Barbie beach!" Tiff said randomly, breaking Hanna and Caleb's conversation. "The Malibu Barbie Aria gave me."

"Yeah, I bet Barbie would hang out here." Hanna said.

Tiffany nodded, smiling and looking at the ocean. "She would."

Hanna was walking with Tiff along the shore of the beach who was going to find sea shells. Caleb was sunbathing on his towel when Rachel stalked up to him, her nostrils flared.

"You're disgusting!" Rachel said, her teeth gritted.

Caleb sighed, took his sunglasses off and stood up. "Why am I disgusting?" Caleb breathed.

"Because you're with her." Rachel said, lacing the word 'her' with as much disgust as she could muster.

"Rachel, I am extremely sorry, I am." Caleb said. "And I don't care if you choose to forgive me or not. But it was my choice, it wasn't Hanna's. At least try to forgive Hanna for something she didn't even do."

"She's in love with you; you're in love with her! How can I forgive her, when you're supposed to love me?"

"Look, I thought I could get over Hanna by dating you, but it didn't work, and it wasn't fair that I kept dating you when I was in love with Hanna, and I'm sorry. But, Hanna has my kid, Rach."

"That's the only reason?" Rachel asked, her nostrils flaring. "Really?"

Caleb shook his head. "No, it's not. I'm in love with her, and I shouldn't have left her, because that was a big mistake."

"You were engaged to me Caleb. You can't throw us away." Rachel paused, looking at him. "You can't throw me away."

Caleb breathed out, and scratched his nose – a sign he was annoyed. "And I can't throw her away, I can't not be with her when all I want is to be with her."

Her eyes shined as she swallowed. "She's got a kid, you're young; we're young."

"Tiff's my kid, I love her. I love them both, and I know that it might be dangerous of how much I love those two girls because trust me it's probably not a safe amount, but I'm not leaving Tiff or Hanna. Not again. I did it before, and I've been feeling like crap since I found out Hanna had got pregnant with my kid."

Rachel shook her head, wiping a tear from under her eye. "You've changed."

"How?"

She shrugged. "I still can't believe it!"

"Believe what?"

"That you went back to her, that you didn't tell me you had dated, that she didn't tell me, that you didn't know-" Rachel stopped halfway through her sentence. "That's why you went out after dinner that evening, to go to her, to kiss her, to tell her you love her. Oh my god."

"That is not what happened! I cheated you later on!" Caleb said, but immediately regretted saying it as he said it. He shut his eyes and swore.

"You cheated on me! With her!" Rachel said, furiously. "She knew I was engaged to you, and she went and slept with you, and you willingly slept with her. That's disgusting!" Her voice had raised to a shout.

"I know," Caleb sighed. "I know it is," he breathed out again, because he knew it was disgusting but it had felt so right sleeping with Hanna after four years apart. "And you have every right to hate me, you do. I'd hate me if I were you, but, listen Hanna is Hanna and she was the first person who I could feel like I fitted in with and our relationship was complicated, it was so complicated. I was flying back and forth to California, and then I was going back and forth to see my dad," he rubbed his hands over his face. "But, I love her. I actually love her."

"You know I thought I could trust you, and I thought I could trust Hanna. But the one person who basically meant everything to me went and screwed my best –"

"Look," Caleb said, cutting her off. "If I hadn't of met Hanna, and if Emily didn't have a problem we would never have met, and I am god damn thankful that Emily couldn't call someone, because that girl who you so called hate wouldn't of introduced you to the most important person of your world."

Rachel's jaw clenched, hurt displayed on her face; she looked as if Caleb had just punched her, which of course he would never do. To any girl. "Well you're not anymore."

"Who said I wanted to be."

Rachel made a sound between a squeak and a grunt and then stormed off, sand flying up into the air as her feet stomped angrily on the sand. Caleb laid back down onto his towel, sighing. At least Tiff hadn't seen it, but there was also the possibility Rachel might come back when Tiff and Hanna were there.

"I'm tired." Tiff said, leaning against Hanna.

Hanna kissed the top of her daughter's head. "Do you want to go home?"

Tiff shrugged, fighting to keep her eyes open. "Maybe."

"Lets pack up then." Hanna said, and her and Caleb started to pack, occasionally stealing glances at each other.

"Look at her." Caleb said to Hanna. Tiffany was leaning against Hanna, her head on her Mother's leg, sleeping soundly.

Hanna smiled, got her phone, and took a picture of Tiff. "You take the bags and I take Tiff?" Hanna asked.

Caleb nodded, taking the bags. Hanna lifted Tiff into her arms, and stood up. Caleb sighed, thinking he should tell Hanna about Rachel.

"You alright?" Hanna asked, smiling over at her boyfriend.

Caleb nodded, smiling back at Hanna. "Uh, Rachel talked to me today."

Hanna raised her eyebrows. "Did she call you or was she at the beach?"

"She was at the beach, and she came up to me, and she was just went on about you, and why I left and that I should come back to her because you have a kid and we're young."

"What did you say?" Hanna said, not looking at him.

"That I wouldn't leave you two, cause I love you two and that I'm god damn thankful that Emily couldn't call Maya. I know you're thinking that I said something bad, but I didn't."

"No, I'm thinking you said something sassily."

Caleb smirked. "You're extremely right."

"Per usual."

Actually updated this week. Good start. Uh, I know its a bit small but I might write a few more chapters in advance next week because I've got a half term and bigger chapters - 2000 word chapters. I'm still kinda stuck on writing ideas, so if you guys wanna see anything in this story, then I will probably use it because I am stuck as fuck.

Bye Dolls