Proving Her Wrong

Chapter 54

Alina woke up and smiled softy when she realized she was curled up against Marc. Carefully getting out of his grasp without waking him, she went to the bathroom then headed downstairs in search of some coffee. She sat down at the table while she waited for it to brew.

"Mommy!" Melisma beamed as she came skipping into the kitchen. "Morning."

"Good morning," Alina smiled.

"Good to see you are accepting your new name Beautiful," Marc smiled as he kissed the top of her head. "Why didn't you wake me? You know I would have made your coffee."

"Figured you needed your sleep," Alina shrugged, "I'm fine making my own coffee, been doing it for years now. It's not a big deal."

"It's one of our many ways of spoiling you," Marc huffed in play annoyance.

"Fine, fine," she smirked, "would it help that all I've done is brewed it? I haven't made a cup yet."

Marc beamed, "Good."

"What are our plans for today?" Alina asked Melisma as she started brushing her hair.

"We go swimming in ocean!" Melisma bounced excited as Alina braided her hair.

"What?" Alina asked, shocked.

"Surprise," Silas chuckled as he came into the kitchen. "Yes, we are going out on my boat for a bit. Have you ever been to the ocean?"

"Yes," Brandon smirked as he entered. "Morning. Babe and I love to go surfing when we can."

"Really?" Silas asked excitedly.

"What do you say Babe?" Brandon asked, "Going to hit the waves with me?"

"I don't know," Alina shrugged, "I haven't been since the last time you and I went. I probably don't even remember what to do."

Brandon started laughing, "You know as well as I do that you will never forget. Besides it's just about having some fun."

"Alright," she smiled. "Sounds like fun."

"And I can't wait to see you in a bikini," Marc whispered in her ear as he sat her coffee cup down on the table. Her breath hitched as he winked before going back to make Brandon's cup.

"Yeah, not going to happen," she murmured under her breath.

"What was that?" Marc asked without turning around but still the tone he used told her that she better repeat herself.

"You heard me," she replied instead.

"Gabriel," Marc smirked as he turned around. "Just the man I wanted to see."

"What's up?" Gabe asked yawning.

"Beautiful needs a bikini for today's adventure. Make sure she gets one please."

"I am fine," she glared at Marc before turning to look at Gabe. "Do NOT get a bikini, I am fine."

"Oh Trouble," Gabe chuckled. "That is so not going to happen. Nice try though." He bent down and kissed her, gently biting her lower lip before pulling away. "Now excuse me, I have some shopping to do for our two girls."

Alina stood and glared at Marc, "You are just wasting your money. I'm NOT wearing a bikini, Marc Weiland and you can't make me."

Marc smirked, "We'll see about that Beautiful."

"Don't forget to get her surfing stuff, Gabe," Brandon called out as he headed out to the garage to work on his bike for a bit.

"You don't even know what size I wear," she tried to point out but all it did was make Gabe burst out laughing and Marc smirk.

"I fucking knew you size the moment I laid eyes on you, Trouble," Gabe admitted. "Did you forget I'm a fucking fashion designer? I got you that bikini when you were in the hospital, remember?"

"Oh," she trailed off. "I still say no," she glared, "and I have final say on what goes on MY body."

"You're so adorable when you're trying to be serious, Beautiful," Marc smiled gently at her. "Make sure it's sea foam green and cerulean blue Gabe."

"Fucking got it," Gabe said as he typed something into his phone.

She glared at Marc, "Not going to happen," before rushing up to her room.

"Look Mommy, we matched!" Melisma said excitedly for the tenth time as she pointed to their matching bikinis a couple of hours later as Alina helped her build a sandcastle.

"I see that," Alina smiled before shooting Marc and Gabe an evil glare while they tried to force back proud smiled but failed miserably. "It's so neat your daddy Gabe was able to find us matching suits. They look silly not matching, don't they?"

"Me like we matched," Melisma grinned.

Alina smiled at her fondly, "I'm glad we match too."

"Hey Babe, the waves are getting good, come on, let's hit the waves!" Brandon called out as he held two boards under his arms.

Alina's face lit up in excitement as she held the last seashell out to Melisma to put on the castle. "Alright," she nodded. "I'll be back in a bit, Melisma, okay?"

"Okay," Melisma nodded. "I build all by self."

Alina got up and headed over to Brandon, who helped her put on her wetsuit. "Remember the rule Yevgeny," she said as she looked at Raven while Brandon knelt to place the band around her ankle.

"Da," Raven nodded, "nyet pull you out water unless Brandon yell."

"Tend to panic, Raven?" Silas asked.

"Da," Raven admitted. "Nyet like see both go under water not come up fast enough."

"Come on mermaid," Brandon chuckled, "let's get you back out where you belong."

"What's that about?" Nathan asked curiously.

"Once Alina gets out in the water, it's hard to get her out of it," Marc admitted chuckling. "She says it's a Pisces thing. Fact is, she's drawn to the water like Brandon is, that's why he calls her a mermaid. Watch, you'll see, he meant it," he says proudly, "she does belong out there."