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"C'mon My."
I helped him slide the life vest on carefully. Hopefully, my baby learns how to swim soon.
"I'm not gonna get in the water right now."
"So what are you gonna do?"
I raised an eyebrow as he tapped his chin continuously.
We awoke around seven in the morning to play at the beach a bit before the brunch. It's good to do things early while everyone is still asleep so it won't be too crowded. We picked the perfect time because the beach was vacant.
"I'm gonna build a sandcastle!"
I shrugged. If that's what he wanted to do instead then so be it."Go ahead baby. It's your world, I'm just a squirrel."
"That was really corny."
"It was, wasn't it?" The both of us giggled before dragging our feet in the sand towards the beach chairs. I was gonna tan and I wanted him to be close to me so I could keep an eye on him.
"You know what..." His voice trailed off causing me to roll my eyes. He is so indecisive.
"What Mylen?"
"How about I bury you in the sand?" He smiled innocently while looking up at me.
"How about...no."
"Please mommy, it'll be so fun. I promise I won't get it in your eyes, face or hair. Don't worry that pretty little head."
Chuckling, I gave in. I always do."Well, when you put it like that how can I say no?"
Fifteen minutes later, I couldn't move my body at all. The only thing not covered in sand was my big head.
I was suffering from boredom as I watched Mylen build his sandcastle a few feet away.
I'd only been buried for a short period of time and I was already ready to get this shit off of me. It itches and I didn't like it. But, Mylen was having a grand ole' time building that castle so I could deal with it for a little longer.
I shook my head frantically until my sunglasses fell over my eyes. Leaning back, I let my eyes flutter close. Might as well listen to the relaxing sounds of the waves.
"This spot taken?"
I sighed, already knowing who it was without even opening my eyes.
"Yes."
Without another word, he plopped down besides me in the sand.
"Didn't I say yes?"
"Now it is."
Sighing I moved my head around once again to make my glasses sit at the bridge of my nose. Looking over them, I stared straight at Chris.
"What are you doing here?"
"Um, people come to the beach to sw-"
"I mean here in Africa." I spat, my attitude evident."Are you stalking me or something?"
He stared at me with a straight face before bursting out in laughter, showing his pearly whites."Beyoncé, maybe. You? Hell nah."
I was about to say something smart but Mylen's loud laughter interrupted me. I converted my attention back to where my baby was posted, seeing some little girl accompanying him.
"Who is that little girl?" Chris is the only other adult here so she must've been with him. She's such a little cutie though.
"No, who is that little boy?" Chris rephrased my question."I told her ass to stay over there." He rambled, obviously talking about the child.
