The water in Majorca

Chapter 7

 Rain fell throughout the night, and when Charity awoke the next morning, she lay in bed listening to the sound of raindrops splattering upon the balcony. The sky was grey and thick with clouds but the heat remained.
Moses quietly stirred beside her, and Charity looked over at him and smiled. The small boy's eyelashes fluttered as he roused from sleep. He almost elbowed her in the face as he stretched, but she ducked out of the way in time, then pulled him close and held him tight.
"Get off," He chuckled as he tried to break free from his mothers clutches.
"No, you're mine, forever" Charity declared, wrapping her arms around him tighter and attacking him with kisses.
Moses giggled and succumbed to the love and attention.
"Someone's in a good mood this morning," Sarah pointed out, emerging from her bedroom with a bottle of water in hand.
"I am actually," Charity began, but then she dropped her smile when she remembered that the teenagers had come back to the room thirty minutes late, the night before.
"Wait, what was your excuse for waltzing in at almost midnight again?" Charity pondered aloud. Sarah rolled her eyes as she took a sip from her bottle.
"Oh yes, I remember. You 'got stuck in the lift' and 'had to wait for somebody to come and let you out', that was it wasn't it?" She added, rolling her eyes back at Sarah, more exaggeratedly than she had.
"It's true, ask anyone" Noah groaned, with half of his words being swallowed by a yawn as he too stumbled out of the bedroom.
"Alright, who should I ask? Moses? Was your brother and niece stuck in a lift last night?" Charity asked, playfully.
Moses looked up at Noah and grinned.
"Yeah," he nodded.
"How do you know? You weren't even there" Charity shrugged, throwing the blanket off herself, causing the little one to fly across the bed and become covered by the sheet as she stood.
"We did get stuck, though. Honest. That maintenance guy who was in the lobby the other day found us. He wrenched the doors open and helped us out"
"What maintenance guy?" Charity scoffed,
"She wouldn't know. It was the morning we went to the waterpark. He was over by the lifts, only you were too busy making eyes at Vanessa to notice",
"I was not" Charity shrieked, feeling her cheeks begin to flush as she remembered the truth (and Vanessa in her little cotton shorts) all too well.
As she blushed, she raised a hand and scratched at her head, gathering her hair in her palm to put into a ponytail.
"What's that on your neck?" Sarah grimaced.
Charity cupped her hand to her throat, and a hot sweat pulsated from inside her as she stood under the kids' surveillance.
"Oh my God, you're so gross" Noah barked, making fake sick sounds.
"So, that's why you let us go out last night? So you could have Vanessa around to have s-"
"Don't say it out loud" Noah gagged as he threw his hand over Sarah's mouth to stop her from speaking.
"No, I don't know what you're talking about actually, and if I did, yeah, it would be none of your business, alright?" Charity boomed, embarrassed and stunned by the kids' directness as she marched into the bathroom and slammed the door behind her.
From the other side she heard them collapse into laughter.

As she skidded to a halt in front of the mirror, Charity lifted her hair and expected her skin for marks, but no matter how hard she squinted at her reflection, she couldn't find a single blemish.
"Those little-" She whimpered, cutting herself off with a sigh.
As realisation set in, she held her face in her hands. The reaction she'd shown had completely given the game away. But, she refused to feel ashamed. What she and Vanessa chose to do as two consenting adults, was completely up to them. The kids knowing about it was embarrassing, to say the least, but Charity felt no regret. As she switched on the shower and cast her mind back to the night before, regret was the last thing she felt.

The rain continued to fall outside and the hotel guests were mostly mooching around in the lobby, waiting for the bar to open.
"I'm bored" Moses moaned as he swung his legs impatiently from his seat, kicking the back of the chair in front of him.
Charity ignored him. And the others, because Noah and Sarah had been sniggering behind her back all morning, but she'd decided not to bite.
The morning after the night before was never usually awkward for Charity, but this was different. Vanessa wasn't going to just up and disappear just yet; unlike the men she had had in the past, nor did she want her to. She actually wanted to see her again.