Sunday, July 27th
"Are they gone?"
"All gone."
"We're all alone?"
"Yes, only the two of us."
"Wow, I can't remember the last time we were a whole day alone." Sara pulled Sofia in her arms and kissed her passionately. Steve, Jenny and Lea just left the house, Tanya and Don had picked up Susan half an hour ago to take her out to the beach and whatever else they had planned for the day. Sofia and Sara were all alone, no obligations and a whole day off.
"Me neither. Can you promise me one thing?"
"What's that?"
"Today we do nothing we're supposed to do. Like laundry, housework, paperwork or any other things, we don't like. Today we do only what we feel like. Like we were irresponsible teenager."
"I promise." Sara kissed her wife again. "And have the first problem."
"Can I help you solve the problem?"
"Yes, you can make a decision for me. I'd love to have breakfast with you."
"Where is the problem?"
"I can't decide if I want to have breakfast in bed with you or go out for breakfast. Both is nice. Cuddling in bed, being with you, having a bite of you between the other breakfast or being somewhere, sitting in a nice spot, watch people, have other people bring us everything. Both screams vacation and I don't know, which one is better. So please, you have to decide."
"Difficult. I think I'd love to have breakfast with you in Santa Monica or Venice, somewhere, where we can see the ocean, walk the boardwalk later, maybe go for a little swim, stay on the beach for a while, have lunch there, another walk, some shopping and later sunset dinner with ocean view. We have nothing to care about, the dogs are gone with the kids, we should do all these things, we can't do when we have them with us. Or maybe we can rent a bike for an hour or two and cycle around the beach. We haven't done that in a while."
"Sounds pretty good to me. Is it not too much for you?"
"We don't have to hurry, do we? We can take our time, when don't get farther than from the Santa Monica Pier to Marina del Rey it's okay."
"Or we go somewhere else. How about Malibu? Treat ourselves with some luxury."
"I'd like to have some fresh fish." The blonde twisted her hair around her finger. "Neptune Net. Is that okay for you?"
"Sure. We haven't been there for a while. And when we walk south we meet our son. They went to Huntington Beach Dog Beach. Perfect for the dogs and close to Triple Burger. I bet they have breakfast and lunch there."
"We're talking about a group of teenagers, of course they'll have fast food and you get the best burger at Triple Burger."
"Are you trying to tell me, you want to go there too?"
"No, I want fish. It's better for our sons too. I'm a responsible mother."
"You were the last days, yes. I'm very proud of you." Sara could see a huge difference when she looked at her wife now compared to how she looked a week ago. This week off had been very good for Sofia, had given her time to relax and enough sleep.
"Thank you. So, we have breakfast in Santa Monica and go for a late lunch to Malibu?"
"Will we also exchange a lot of kisses and look like teenagers in love?" The brunette smiled.
"I insist on that! I want to hold your hand too. And maybe I buy you a heart, you know this candy hearts, that say things like I love you."
"Like teenagers in love."
"Yes, like teenagers in love. Only over twenty years too late."
"Better late than never."
"Okay, then we should get up, take a shower and drive to Santa Monica. I'm getting hungry."
"You could eat a little bit of me, let me be your snack."
"Yes, now that you mention that, I'm not that hungry anymore." Sofia let her hands ran under the shirt of her wife. Why hurry to breakfast when the best snack she could have was right next to her? And free from calories.
"Okay, we need some matches to find out, who has to stay out of the water and look after our belongings and the dogs." Steve looked into his backpack.
"No need to, I stay here." Lea offered. "I have a chapter in my book to finish and it's quite exciting at the moment. You guys go and the wolves I stay here."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course."
"Okay, then we take the chance and hit the waves." He pulled Jenny up and grabbed his surfboard.
"Today I'll win over gravity." Peter took his surfboard.
"In your dreams." Paul laughed.
"It must be bad for boys when they don't get themselves up." Lauren grinned.
"Bitch! Don't talk about things you have no knowledge of." Peter kicked sand to the blonde girl.
"Don't worry, that happens to many men, that they don't get it up …I mean, that they can't stand up…oh well, you what I…" She took her bodyboard and ran into the water before Peter could catch her.
"Children." Steve shook his head. "Are you sure you want to spend your day with her?" He looked at Nicole, who came here with Lauren.
"She spent her afternoons with me the whole week, I think I can handle her." The girl tied her brown hair into a ponytail. "Craziness is not always dangerous, sometimes it's funny and very entertaining."
"True. Time to hit the waves. Let me know when you want to get into the water, Lea, I can replace you."
"Okay. Go and have fun." Lea turned and opened her book. For the first time in a while she had a book in her hands, that had nothing to do with school. She started it when they were at Lake Tahoe. One of the books to the TV series "Castle" and she got addicted to it. She loved the series and she loved the book, already ordered the next three. Being a fan she recognized some of the scenes, she had watched. What a funny idea to have the main character of a TV series write books and then actually release them. She wished she could get them signed by the actors. Maybe she could, they filmed in Los Angeles, all she had to do was go to the ABC studios and wait for them…for a while.
Was it difficult to write a book? She supposed it was. It took her ages to finish papers for school sometimes, a book was a lot of more work, she'd need ages to finish something. Well, first she needed an idea, a very good one and then write it down, build an interesting story around it. Definitely a lot of work. Could you learn to write a book? Like you learned to ride a bike? Or was it a talent you needed. There were courses offering to learn how to write a book. They made it sound like anybody could do it. Really anybody? Possible. The thing was, when you wrote a book, you were only successful when people read it, were willing to buy it, spend their time caring for your words. How could you know you were good enough?
Steve's cell phone rang. Knowing, he didn't mind when she answered his calls when he was away, like she didn't mind when he answered hers, she picked up the phone.
"Hi Sara, how are you?"
"Very good, how are you? Not in the water, I suppose."
"No, I watch the dogs and the towels. Or they watch the towels and me after we let them swim for a while. Scooby snores very loud."
"Rantanplan is worse when he starts."
"I'll wake him up. Is everything okay or do you miss your daughter and son?"
"Everything is fine and yes, we miss our oldest kids."
"I can hear voices in the background, where are you? Don't you spend the day in bed?"
"We were tempted to, but we deiced to treat ourselves. First breakfast in Santa Monica and Sofia wants fish for lunch, so we'll go to Neptune Net. If you can bear old people around you, we can bring you some burgers and fries, Triple Burger is not far away."
"You're not old and you're always welcome."
"Do you think your brother says the same?"
"Unlike most other teenagers, he isn't ashamed of his mothers. Well, not unless you kiss and tell each other how much you love each other and even then, he's only pretending. Yes, come along, you can't miss us, we're the two huge sunshades and the tent. Bring some treats for the dogs, so they don't want our burgers."
"When you have burgers, they want them too."
"True. When will you be there?"
"Give another three hours or so. Or are you starved by then?"
"Not with all the chips we took with us."
"Teenagers. Okay, I go back to my wife before she turns into a teenager and orders everything with chocolate. See you later."
"Have fun, later mommy." With a smile Lea ended the call. Sara and Sofia would join them later and bring some burgers. A great surprise. And she knew, none of her friends would mind them around. They'd never wanted their own parents around, but it something totally different with Steve's mothers. They were cool, that was the reason why they spent most of their times at their place.
When she wanted to get her attention back to her book a shadow appeared and made her look up.
"Hey, am I allowed to sit down?"
"Sure."
"Thanks." Lauren sat down.
"Where is Nicole?"
"In the water. She and Jenny fight against Paul and Steve while Peter still fights gravity."
"She's nice."
"Yes, she is."
"Where did you meet her?"
"In a café…a scene café. I had a lot of time on my hands last week, went to this café on Monday, it was nice, she was the waitress there and it was fun with her."
"Sometimes you're at the right place, at the right time."
"That was the Monday before."
Lea stayed quiet, looked at her book without reading the words. She knew exactly what Lauren was saying.
"I missed you."
Swallowing Lea tried to decide which was better. Ignore Lauren's word or react.
"Nicole is only a friend."
"It's not my business, Lauren."
"Yes, it is. I told you I like you. In fact, I like you a lot. Nicole is a friend and she had a boyfriend until she caught him cheating last month. She worked in the café because it belongs to her aunt. She's really only a friend."
"Lauren." Lea turned and sighed. "I can't."
"And I'm not pushing, just telling you the truth before you might get wrong ideas."
"Okay."
Lauren buried her feet in the sand and watched them like they were to disappear when she took her eyes off them. "You never called, never sent a text message."
"No, I didn't." Lea knew she made it hard for Lauren, very hard, but she had no idea how to make it easier without doing something, she might regret. "I wanted to find out if I miss you when we don't have any contact. Find out if you are important to me and if so, how much."
"Did you? Miss me?"
"Yes."
"Nevertheless you didn't sent a text."
"No. I knew Steve did, you knew how I was."
"I did. It's not the same."
"I know."
"You don't want to talk about it anymore."
"No, I don't. It's…complicated, it's not fair towards you and…I can't give you what you want."
"I told you I'll wait until you're ready. I meant it. You take all the time you need, I'll be there."
"I don't ask you to wait."
"No, you don't. I do it anyway."
"Okay. Thanks." Lea took a deep breath. Time to change the topic, she wasn't feeling comfortable in this conversation. "Sara called, she and Sofia will come around later, bring some burgers."
"Aren't they perfect parents?"
"Yes, they are. More than perfect. Steve is very lucky to have them."
"Our son is enjoying himself in the water. Our daughter says we're welcome to join them with burgers." Sara sat next to her wife. "Did you order all desserts?"
"Why do you think I would?"
"They have chocolate and when you see chocolate, you want only one thing."
"You."
"Covered in chocolate."
"Oh, that is a fantasy…when I gave birth to the twins and can have sex again, is there a chance you and I go to a motel, or for a weekend to Vegas, and make this fantasy come true? We can bring some sheets so nobody knows what we did."
"Who looks after the twins? Susan?"
"My parents. I'm sure they give us two or three days off for some …time for ourselves."
"For sex. They know it's what on our minds."
"And they know it's healthy and normal." The blonde kissed the cheek of her lover. "When I can cover you in chocolate, you can cover me in fruits."
"If pouring chocolate sauce all over me makes you happy, you can do it. I want my wife happy." The brunette smiled. "I love you."
"I adore you. A long Vegas weekend it is. Or three days within the week. We could visit our old colleagues."
"We should. In October?"
"That's another two months."
"Honey, that doesn't mean you and I won't have sex until then. I'm very positive we'll have sex today."
"Here?"
"No. We're not teenagers anymore."
"Right. And I'm not in a physical condition to have sex in a toilette stall or a backseat. Which is a pity. And I'd like to have sex on the beach again. Not the cocktail."
"October?"
"When the twins are born earlier, we can have sex earlier."
"We can plan about it after you gave birth to our boys."
"Our last children."
"You know, it's kind of sad. You're such a wonderful mother, being pregnant suits you so much."
"It would suit you too."
"No, I don't think so."
"I do. A pregnant Sara. Wow. I'd love to see that."
"I don't. And I don't think I'd get pregnant, you're the super prolific one. Beat all the odds. It's a miracle you didn't get pregnant before, when you dated men."
"I made sure to take the pill and they had to use a condom. Better safe than sorry. I was so right. Not to imagine I'd have like four kids already, you never wanted me."
"Not sure about that."
"Four kids or so would not have scare you away?"
"For of your babies? Four little Sofias? I love you and I'm sure I'd have fallen in love with you anyway. Babies don't change you …well, they change you a little bit, they make you more sexier."
"So you feel more like jumping me when I'm pregnant?"
"I always feel like jumping you."
"You have no idea how much I love this answer. And hate the fact we are in public."
"It's less than two hours ago that we had sex."
"It's an eternity, isn't it?"
"Yes." Sara took Sofia's hand. "But we decided for the breakfast in Santa Monica and against the bed."
"Now I regret it. We could skip lunch and go back home."
"We told our kids we'll be at the beach with burgers."
"We could go home, have sex, go back to Malibu."
"No. We finish breakfast, go to Malibu, take a walk, get the burgers and see our kids."
"Why are you this grown-up?"
"Because if I'm not, we don't make it home, but will end up at the police department for public nuisance."
"And everybody would understand why I can't take my hands off you."
"Or the other way around." Sara slipped onto the other chair to be closer to her wife. "I'm glad we have this extra day off. Our last week was great, the perfect vacation, but this day with you is nice too. It's the wrong time to say this because soon we'll have baby twins with us, but we should do that more often."
"Hey, they've got a father, who wants to be involved in their lives. He can take them and his daughter for a whole daddy day and we have a whole lover day."
"Daddy Don, who also starts to play daddy for Steve."
"Yes." Sofia laughed. "Only a father buys a car for his son. A red one."
"Fast and sexy without a backseat. He doesn't want our son to have sex in his car."
"Our son has sex anyway. He had sex last night."
"Did you hear that?"
"I don't need to hear that, he spent the night with his girlfriend, whom he hadn't seen for a week. Of course they had sex."
"Right. He missed Jenny a lot."
"Yes. And he was afraid she'd move on when he's away. No girl, who loves her boyfriend, moves on after one week. It's not like they separated, they were only apart."
"How did you feel when you were his age and a week away from your lover?"
"Like somebody wanted to punish me."
"See."
"We asked him if he wanted to come with us, he did."
"Of course, it's a villa. Lou's villa."
"Lou, who sent us tickets for his next movie. The premiere. Next week."
"I got the hint, we'll go." Sara smiled. "Although I have no idea what the movie is about. Usually they show trailer of them on the TV, this time you heard nothing."
"I think it's a low budget production and they don't have the money for all these commercials."
"Low budget? Lou gets like five million dollar for every movie, how can that be a low budget production?"
"Maybe he asked for less money. You know, a movie, he wanted to make, an affair of the heart. We can look on the internet, they should have information about it. Everything is online."
"Can you find online how much I love you?"
"I don't know, did you create a website with declarations of love to me? If not, you can do that, I don't mind." The blonde pulled her lover over and kissed her.
