Deep Trouble with You

12 The Little Observer

I stayed in the water for quite a while. My fingers turned into wrinkled shar-peis, but at least my d**k finally calmed down. The kids, on the other hand, were only happy about my sudden fascination with the water. We splashed, dove, swam, and messed around a lot until their lips turned blue and their teeth were chattering, which meant it was time to drive them out of the water.

“Nazaaaar!” Ann shouted when I splashed a little water from my hair onto her heated body, laughing cheerfully.

“Not roasted yet?” I ask slyly, devouring her with my eyes, and her eyes flash with a cunning spark.

“Speaking of that… could you rub my back?”

The brunette hands me the tube of cream and gracefully flips over on the lounge chair, her beautiful ass pointing straight to the sky, and I swallow loudly. It’s one thing to watch and drool from a distance, and a completely different thing to touch the body of the girl you want!

I squeeze a little cream into my hand and stand there, not sure which side to approach from. Then I start running my hands over the hot, soft skin of her flexible back, spreading it down to her lower back and up to her elegant shoulders.

I got really carried away with the process and started giving Ann a light massage. Her skin was so silky and felt so good under my hands that my brain completely melted. I wanted to turn her over and crash into her lips, squeezing her juicy breasts. But more than anything, I wanted to lift that appetizing ass, put her on all fours and—

“Mom! I want ice cream!” Kirill suddenly appeared next to us out of nowhere, and it was like I woke up, catching myself with my hand already hovering over the brunette’s ass, ready to grab it.

I jerk my hands back and hear a quiet groan of disappointment from the beauty. Looks like my manipulations were enjoyable not only for me.

I knew that kid would be trouble! Apparently he’s insanely jealous of his mother. But in this case, it’s good he showed up, otherwise there was a real risk of eighteen-plus content appearing right there on the beach.

“Yes, sweetheart,” Ann lazily turns over, softened by the sun and my hands. “We’ll go in a minute.”

“Don’t worry,” I stop the brunette. “I’ll go with him, and you watch mine for now. Who wants ice cream?” I ask my kids, and they instantly perk up, ordering sweets. “But first I’ll dip in quickly, because… there’s a lot of sand stuck,” and the club is hard enough to crack nuts.

I can see that Kirill isn’t thrilled about the idea of walking with me, but Ann agrees without any problems.

After dunking myself in the water, I come out and we head toward the kiosks along the embankment. Once we’re far enough away from our spot, I get straight to the point.

“Listen, I really like your mom,” I don’t even want to hide it or beat around the bush with the kid. “I hope you won’t cause problems for us communicating?”

The kid just snorts with disgust and looks at me like I’m some nasty bug.

“Look where my mom is, and where you are. You don’t even come close to her level,” the little bastard snorts mockingly, and I’m stunned by his bluntness. “You won’t last long in her life anyway. Soon she’ll get disappointed in you and everything will go back to normal. I won’t even have to do anything, just wait. So don’t spread your fishing rods around her too much. It’s pointless.”

Anger rises from the depths of my soul. Who the hell does this little pimple think he is?

“And why did you decide I’ll disappoint her?” I ask angrily. “I have serious intentions toward her.”

The kid just laughs, glaring back at me.

“Listen, my mom is just carried away right now and maybe even a little in love, so she doesn’t notice anything. But I don’t believe you. You won’t fool me that easily. Even though you have kids, you’re a shady type, and I’m sure you’ll screw up soon enough. And you won’t keep up with her pace of life. You two don’t fit each other.”

“I’ll take that risk,” I look at the kid with a challenge, but he just shakes his head hopelessly, chuckling.

“Go ahead, try. We’ll see. You’ll be the first one to run away from her, just like all the others she tried to give a chance to.”

That conversation really pissed me off and hit a nerve. The confidence of that kid that I’m not serious about his mother, or about life in general, irritated me like hell.

Everyone thinks I’m careless and irresponsible, and it’s honestly starting to piss me off! That kid, and even my relatives, every now and then throw the same kind of thing at me.

If Kirill hadn’t met Vicky, he wouldn’t have been much better than me when it comes to women! And anyway, if it weren’t for me, he wouldn’t have met Vicky in the first place!

He just got lucky that he found the one woman who blew his mind with a single look. It’s not my fault that I never had that kind of emotional, soul-deep experience with a woman. It’s not because I didn’t want it. They came and went, but none of them stuck in my soul or stayed in my memory. Was I supposed to marry the first random woman I didn’t love just so people would start seeing me as a respectable man with serious intentions?

But I don’t love and can’t lie to myself! I’m not one of those people who bends under forced circumstances so someone out there might start thinking better of me. That’s hypocrisy and falsehood, first of all toward yourself.

“I won’t let her down, and her job doesn’t scare me,” I say confidently, and the kid rolls his eyes mockingly.

“Yeah, sure…”

Honestly, Ann’s brat is damn annoying! But there’s nothing to do about it, I’ll have to find a way to get along with him. Let him get used to the fact that his mom isn’t alone anymore. She may not be completely mine yet, but I’m not letting go of her! I’m not going to miss a chance with a girl who, for the first time, has sunk this deeply into my soul.

Frowning, both Kirill and I reach the kiosk with sweets and buy the ice cream everyone ordered, grabbing a couple more treats as well.

As we get closer to our spot, I keep looking at Ann more and more. She’s sitting next to Solomiya, and they’re enthusiastically talking about something while looking at my niece’s dolls. So beautiful, kind, sweet, though she definitely has character too, which is another plus. Her graceful movements, that proud piercing look, that figure and intriguing energy — everything about her drives me crazy. And we haven’t even slept together yet!

Seems like it’s time to admit to myself that I’ve fallen in love like a schoolboy. I don’t even want to look at other girls anymore, like they all faded in an instant.

I need to try harder and stronger to make her fall for me, and so…

“Oh, Soli, your braid came loose. Come here, I’ll redo it!”