🔺Love Triangle🔺

Part 4

*Carlos*

Vivi is sleeping, so I quietly get out of bed and step out of the cabin into the fresh salty air. I woke up all sweaty, so I jump into the sea. I swim deep under the water, letting the depth wash away my thoughts about her. When I swim to the surface and look towards the yacht, I see Rebecca waving at me. She is naked. "Oh, god," I say. I hope she stays on the yacht. I briefly wave her back. She smiles widely and jumps into the water. Oh no. What should I do? She elegantly swims up to me and wraps her arms around my neck. "It's pretty fresh water, isn't it?" she says and tries to kiss me but I pull away so she kisses my cheek. "The water it's nice. I have to see if Vivi has woken up," I dodge. "Don't worry, she's still sleeping."
"I have to go to the toilet," I try again. "Carlos, it just seems to me or are you really avoiding me?"
"No, it just seems to you. I really have to go to the toilet," I say and swim towards the yacht. What was I thinking when I invited her. An idiot!
When I get on the yacht, I dry myself with a towel and stare absently at the calm sea that has no end.
"Did you dream about her again?" my father's voice wake's me from my thoughts. He knows me. I nod as he passes a cup of strong black coffee into my hands.
"Talk to her, son. You can't go on like this. You have a child, you're a family."
"We only talk about Vivi."
"I understand. Organize some dinner, you know how to do it. Take her on a trip," dad insists. "Tell me something," he continues as I give him a questioning look. "That Rebecca..."
"I don't want to talk about her, please," I roll my eyes and look where he's looking. Towards her, floating on the water. "She's a good chick, but if you want Nessa to forgive you and come back to you, you shouldn't invite her with us. What if she find out?" I drink half of my coffee: "She won't."
"What if Vivi tell her?"
"She won't. Vivi always tells her about me, about what we do together," I say convincingly. "Okay, okay, I'm just warning you," dad said, raising his hands in surrender. "When we get to the island, I will tell Rebecca that she can't continue the cruise with us," I say firmly. "Oh? And you think she'll just stay on this island, like Tom Hanks? Alone?"
"We're not going to an desert island, papá," I almost exclaim. "Watch out, she's coming," I say and turn aside. Dad watches her when she walks towards us naked. "Good morning Mr. Sainz," he said shamelessly. "Carlos, towel," dad says. I pick up a towel from the bench and hand it to her. She doesn't cover herself at all. She's doing that on purpose. She is beautiful, not beautiful, wonderful, but I can't fall into temptation. I walk up to her and hug her by covering her with a towel. In that time she whispers to me: "Chili, why are you avoiding me? I want you." I take a step away and see her biting her lip. I can't.
"Vivi woke up," I say and rush to my daughter. "Good morning," she sings, looking at me. "Morning beauty, how did you sleep?" I ask as I sit next to her and kiss her on the forehead. "I dreamed of mommy, she was dressed in a white dress and had a big belly. We were expecting a baby," she says happily. Oh, you dreamed about her too, I think. "Nice, were us with her too?" I ask and hope she says yes. In my dreams she's with the other man. His face is blurred. I have had this dream for several months. "Of course we were. We were riding in a carriage. You were also very beautiful," she said and patted my cheek with her small hand. "How about if we send some photos to mommy?" I ask and pick up the phone.