"He's going to fall."
"He's not going to fall."
"Yes he is."
Rhade grabbed Beka as she attempted to get up and pulled her back against his chest on the deck chair he was lying on.
"Caden's fine Beka. He's not going to drown."
Looking out at the pool they could see the kids playing in the water with one of their cousins; Cassandra was swimming around a little pool boat which they were pulling Caden around on.
"Telemachus-"
"Beka we're right here. Two of my brothers are on the other side of the pool with one of my sisters-in-law, our children are in the pool with Deidre. She's sixteen Beka and an excellent swimmer. And also I highly doubt that he's going to drown if he accidentally falls off of it either. Not with the life jacket and arm floaty things you put on him. And if they magically pop once they hit the water there are seven people around to save him."
"Something could still happen, he's only a baby."
"If he didn't drown in the bathtub-"
"Children can drown in three inches of water you know! And that water isn't three inches it's-"
"Beka, it's like a foot deep."
"What? Tel, it's deeper than that, it's up to Deidre's waist."
"She's sitting down."
"Isn't the deep end..."
"That way." Rhade pushed the finger Beka was pointing at the kids to the opposite side of the pool.
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"So that's the..."
"Mmmhmmm."
"Oh."
"They're fine."
He felt Beka exhale in relief and finally relax against his chest. It was a beautiful day, they were going to have a pool side lunch, and maybe get in a game of water volleyball or something once the kids went inside. Or he'd just lie there with Beka, in that pretty little swimsuit of hers, which he was more than content with. She just needed to stop worrying so much. As a Nietzschean, his children's safety was his first priority; around his family all the children were the first priority. Rarely did anyone not know where they were all clustered.
Rhade smiled. They were on Tarazed, everyone was safe and having a good time. Smiling some more Rhade started moving his hand from Beka's hip to her thigh.
All mine...
He closed his eyes and relaxed in the warm sun but then ended up glancing up and wincing as his teenage nephews came running and yelling down the strip before cannonballing into the pool's deep end.
Rhade groaned as he felt Beka tense again as she watched the boys start a water fight. The last thing he wanted to do with his bikini-clad wife, who was practically in his lap, was to discuss the width and depth of the entire pool and the exact distance between the shallow and deeps ends.
"What if they rough house too close...?"
"Bekaaaaaaaaaa..."
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A/N: Well there you go, another chapter. I knew I wanted to do something with the pool but I didn't know what. The idea for Beka's worries came when I was in the middle of writing my Geography Final. Not a good place to become inspired! So I quickly jotted it down on my hand and went back to my exam.
Beka's not too worried about Cassandra because she can swim and has, of course, with a life jacket;)
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