Disclaimer: I own a bottle of rum, but Kate or Alexis. I don't even own a house in the Hamptons. I did however make up the guys in this story.
Notes: Another installment of the adventures of Alexis and alcohol. This one took a hard left somewhere around Albuquerque, but I love it anyway. It's totally out of character, but so is Alexis drinking alcohol before she turns 21. It's probably really out of character for Kate to be the one giving her the alcohol too, but I DIGRESS! This is my story, and I love it. Enjoy. XD
Kate hooked her towel across the back of the deck chair Alexis had drug down into the sand for her. "I could've helped you move the chairs, Alexis. I'm not completely useless yet."
Alexis tipped her lavender sunglasses up onto the top of her head and grinned at her step-mother. "And let Dad have a reason to fuss at me? No thanks," she teased, sitting up to take the frosty glasses from Kate's hands.
"Thanks." Kate spread her towel out and perched on the edge of her seat. "Yours has the umbrella in it. I put some extra rum in it. Since you're drinking for two."
"Hurr, hurr, hurr, get the ginger drunk," Alexis joked, passing the umbrella free glass over to Kate. She tugged her green and white fleur de lis print top up some, hissing as her frozen drink immediately begin dripping condensation onto her skin.
"We don't tell Rick about this. As far as he knows it's Martha who got into the rum," Kate warned, taking a sip of her virgin daiquiri and easing herself back onto the seat.
"Yes, you will forever remain good influence over me in his eyes. Speaking of eyes..." Alexis trailed off, tilting her head slightly to the left to watch the runner's backside as he passed them in the sand. "Mine like what they see."
"God, I really am a bad influence," Kate admitted, digging the base of her glass into the sand and laughing freely.
"Only where it counts," Alexis grinned, pulling her shades back down and taking a long draw off her drink. "What's baby doing?"
"Kickboxing with my bladder," she groused, draping both of her arms over her navy blue-lycra covered distended stomach. "You're still coming with me to the doctor's appointment tomorrow, right?"
"Puh-lease! Kate, seriously, there is no way in Hell I am going to miss finding out if I'm getting a brother or sister first hand." She took another long sip of the drink and giggled as the same runner from before passed them by again going in the other direction. "That is seriously one nice piece of ass."
"Alexis!" Kate admonished, reaching over and whacking her lightly on the arm.
"What?" Alexis asked, feigning innocence and taking another sip of her drink.
"That's your only alcoholic beverage today. Savor it," Kate threatened, glaring at her futilely, her own sunglasses were blacked out.
Alexis blushed and turned her attention back to the ocean. She giggled. "Shit, Kate, this is strong."
"Oh yeah, you are definitely cut off after that one."
"Whose attention do you think he's trying to get? Yours or mine?" Alexis watched the runner's ass pass them by... again.
"Yours. He keeps looking your way. Not at me and my fat."
"Woah, woah, woah." Alexis sat up and swung her legs over the side of the chair. "You are pregnant, not fat. Seriously, Gram keeps talking about how jealous she is that the only place you're pregnant is in your belly. She was going on about every part of her gaining weight when she was pregnant with Dad. So, shut it, you're a hot momma," she swore, in a surprisingly sober tone. A tone that was quickly broken as soon as the runner passed them by again and her giggles returned.
"You so can't handle alcohol, at all," Kate sighed, starting to regret her decision to break into the liquor cabinet for Alexis. "I could handle my liquor better than this at your age."
"You weren't a little miss goody, goody like me. Not that that's a bad thing, you're liver just had practice. Mine is like... mine is like dad playing baseball. Not good at it." Alexis giggled into her drink again and shoved herself up off the seat, leaving her nearly empty glass in her seat. She adjusted her bikini top and bottom and strolled out toward the water.
"Don't do anything too stupid, Lex." Kate rolled her eyes and picked up her book, drawing her knees up to prop the book on her stomach and rest it's spine and covers on her legs.
Alexis twirled in the surf, letting her hair spin out behind her. Kate watched as the runner slowed to a jog as he passed by for a fifth time, this time watching Alexis's backside. It took all Kate had to not the throttle the kid for his open ogling. At least he had the decency to not use Alexis stumbling in the surf to his advantage, he just caught her and stood her back upright. Standing a little too close for comfort, Kate thought, but she let it slide. Alexis was an adult now, and she was only going to intervene if Alexis's nineteen years of life led her to the wrong conclusion.
"I really am a bad influence," Kate mumbled, turning her attention back to her book, trying to ignore how much like herself Alexis was acting. She scowled as a shadow fell across her.
"Good book. That guy has a house up here somewhere," the sandy-haired man explained, nodding toward Rick's face on the back cover of Kate's copy of 'Heat Rises.'
"You don't say?" Kate's attempt at contempt came across as feigned interest instead.
"Oh yeah," the man continued, taking her response as an opening to continue the conversation, "I mean, I've never met him, but I only recently moved over to this side of town. The neighbors all say he's a nice guy."
Kate gave the man a tight lipped smile and turned to the next page in her book, casting a glance out toward the water to check on Alexis.
"So, are you new to the neighborhood?"
"Nope," she responded curtly, focusing on where Alexis's hands were, frowning when she grabbed runner boy's butt.
"Oh, that's cool. Can I feel?"
"What?" Kate whipped her head around to face the man, and pushed herself as far away from the man as she can get.
"You're pregnant, I just..."
"Creepy. Very, very creepy."
"Doctor, sorry," he tried to explain.
"Still creepy."
"You're right. I'm sorry." He backed away with his hands in the air. "I have foot-in-mouth disease, at least that's what my ex-wife used to tell me."
His joke fell flat, and Kate turned her attention back out to Alexis, whose hand had disappeared from view down the backside of the runner's shorts. "ALEXIS!" she barked, launching herself as best she could off of the lounge chair and heading out towards the water. "Alexis, let go right now." She jerked the redhead's wrist and wandering fingers away from the now undone drawstrings on the runner's shorts and did the only thing she could think to do. She pinched Alexis's ear and drug her back towards the house.
"OW, OW, OXFORD! OXFORD! KATE, OXFORD! LET GO! Please?" She pleaded, stumbling to keep up with the older woman's long stride. "Kate," she whined, trying to pry the hand off of her ear.
"No way, inside now. March!" She commanded, pushing the sliding door open and unceremoniously shoving Alexis into the living room. "Sit down on the couch. And don't you even think about moving, or so help me I will twist your ear completely off."
Alexis fell onto the couch cradling her left ear in her hand and frowned at Kate. "I was just having fun."
"You were taking that boy's shorts off. On a public beach. WHERE I COULD SEE YOU!" she howled, giving Alexis one last exasperated look before marching back out to gather their towels and glasses. She tucked the book under her arm and took several calming breaths before she made her way back into the house.
"So... If I had been taking his shorts off where you couldn't see me it would've been okay?"
"No. Pro tip, drunk sex is bad sex."
"Who said anything about sex? I was just going to get... an anatomy lesson."
Kate groaned and buried her face in her hands after she dropped their stuff off on the counter. "Did you really just admit to... " She took another calming breath, and walked around the couch to sit next to Alexis. "I'm never giving you alcohol again, and if you ever, ever, EVER talk about, hint at, or imply that you were attempting to give a stranger a hand job again I will wring your neck."
"Kate?"
"What?"
"I'm going out with him tomorrow night." Alexis tried to take off, but she failed to avoid the whack to the back of the head Kate gave her. "Worth it!" She bounded up the stairs to her room and left Kate sitting mortified on the couch.
"I'm the worst influence in the world," she muttered, sinking back into the couch and letting her eyes slide shut. "I've ruined his daughter, and he's going to hate me." She looked down to her unborn child, who was furiously kicking away at her bladder. "You are not helping."