"They have seemed to be in a good mood."
Randall and Cindy were strolling by the seaside when we happened to look over. They were holding hands. We sat in the sand and watched as the couple fought over who would take a picture of the two children walking. We couldn't help but laugh because Lucas couldn't deal with Aria. Despite the fact that he had fallen in the sand, he had no choice but to walk around with the children and take pictures of them. I rested my chin on Adams' shoulder, and he wrapped his arms around my shoulders. The sun was setting, and we were just about to head out to the ocean for a swim. Aria and Lucas accompanied the two children, and we were left to sit on the sand for the rest.
"Are you happy?"
Because of what Adams had asked, I took a closer look at him. With great difficulty, I turned my head away from him and faced him. He didn't glance at me; instead, he continued to face the wave. I heard his voice for the second time like this; it sounded dejected. I'm sure that something is upsetting him again.
"Of course I am." I smacked his arm playfully since he was giving me a chill, and I laughed. "Can you tell me why you asked that question? Should just not I will be the one to ask that question?" I cocked my head to the side. I only hope that my strategy for lowering the tension between us will be successful.
"I am not an ideal husband in every way. I can't do to you what other husbands do to their wives.” It was clear that he had not lost the tone of his sorrowful voice. Although I didn't move my eyes away from him, I could see his eyes fixed on the laughing Aria and Lucas.
"Do you feel insecure?" My curiosity was piqued, and I couldn't help but inquire since it is what I believe is the explanation for his behavior. I had gripped his arm, which is why he turned his head to look at me once again.
"You are not required to be like them. For my eyes, you are perfect. ”
Because his face was already turned to face me, I caressed his cheeks with my hands. I approached him with a confident smile. Except he did nothing but hold my hand, which was resting on his face. When I was going to kiss him, he turned his head away from me. He hasn't done talking about his insecurities, and he may never finish. And, as his wife, I must reassure him that he should not be concerned about anything.
"I'm not going to be able to make you laugh as Lucas does to Aria. We do not always agree on the same points of view. You just always take care of things with me. I'm starting to believe that I don't deserve any of it anymore." ” He sighed and bowed his head to his knees.
"When did I tell you that you should be like Lucas or any of the other males in this world? There is no such thing as a perfect marriage. A quarrel is common, and the main thing is that we have resolved our issue, and we are still in the same relationship."
"However, what if—"
"What if I leave you?" Rather than his completing his sentence, I finished it for him.
He nodded, his face flushed with embarrassment. What did he think when he came up with such an idea? I understand if he is busy, and I respect that. Because I also stopped modeling, I'm the one who has to fulfill his lack of free time with Randall. And if he didn't care for us, he wouldn't be here right now, would he?
"Thank you very much." His gaze has suddenly been drawn to mine.
"For what?"
"Thank you for explaining everything to me. For loving me, that does not measure. For everything you have made me feel, I want to thank you.” He grabbed my hand and wrapped his arms around me when he said that. He drew his face closer to mine as he began to release his grasp on my neck and shoulders. When I closed my eyes, I was confident that his lips would come near mine, but...
“MOMMY!”
We immediately turned our attention in the direction in which the youngster was hiding. He is now jogging beside us, despite his body being covered with sand. As he approached our seat, he burst out laughing and embraced me.
I saw that Aria and Lucas were also making their way towards us. We are already looking at them. Adams rose to his feet and extended his hand in front of me, allowing me to take it up. He assisted me in standing up and also removed the sand that had accumulated around my legs.
"Aren't you planning on going out to dinner?" Aria's question.
When I glanced up at the sky, it was already pitch black. The sun was just beginning to set; now, it has completely vanished. I gave her a kind nod and thought about where we should go to eat.
“Where will you eat? We will just come.” Aria spoke again, but three males intervened throughout our discussion. They were as old as Adams, according to what I observed.
"May we use you as a figure for one of our firms since we saw that you look like models?" The inquirer seems to be a cheerful guy. The guy in the back of him was simply standing there waiting, while the third of them were out in the distance; his face was too serious to say anything. At first, I thought they would take us all, but I was surprised when he was just looking at Aria and me.
"Are you referring to us?" Aria pointed at each of us, but the man just scratched his head as if he didn't know what to say or how to explain himself.
"First and foremost, my name is Renz. I have a pal behind me who is—"
"It's not her question," Lucas coldly said. In the process, Lucas grabbed Aria by the waist and Cindy by the hand, perhaps intending to exclaim loudly that the guy was conversing with was his family.
"Oh, okay." The guy who introduced himself as Renz had a flush to his cheeks as he spoke because of embarrassment.
“No. We will only use the two ladies as models," he was interrupted by a guy in the back of him. Because his speech is more professional, what they claimed seemed to be true. Because I was required to devote my whole time to Randall and Adams, the only issue was that I would never be able to return to modeling. Aria had a contemplative expression on her face, so I glanced at her. I recall that she was the one who first broached the subject of modeling with me since she used to want to accompany me to every performance. Lucas drew her even closer as if he wished to communicate with her.
"My wife is not available." Adams was the one who talked. I agreed with him by nodding my head. The man with professional speech also nodded as if he understood our situation. They were aware of the presence of our kids and spouse. Isn't it rude because of such an attitude? Why else would they choose us as models since it is evident that we are with our family?
Adams pulled me over, and Lucas was left with Aria. Aria seems to want to grab the opportunity. When I get the chance, I will explain why modeling poses a danger to the family's well-being. Adams' fears have persisted not just because of the passage of time but also because of my fans, which is one of the reasons for their insecurities. I saw that he had returned to his previous level of silence.
"She must not take it."
When I talked, we were just about to go inside the restaurant. His grasp on my waist became more firm, and I could feel the stress in his jaw. Because dinner is approaching, the number of people in the restaurant has also grown. After we had sat down, I saw that his eyes were again filled with worry. I took his hand in mine and squeezed it firmly.
"If she takes advantage of the opportunity, she would miss out on time spent with Cindy and Lucas."
"But, don't you like modeling as well?" He raised his head to look at me, but his eyes and face were expressionless.
“Me? No, not at all." I slid my hand away from his. "I decided to get into modeling because I want to save money in case I come across something costly. If I saw things for you and Randall, I could purchase them without having to spend the money you gave me. I don't want to be reliant on your generosity all of the time because I want to offer you something that you deserve as well."
Because of what I said, I could see the surprise in his eyes. I caught a glimpse of tears gathering at the corner of his eyes. Aria called my name before he had a chance to respond. We took a peek to see where they were calling from. They strolled up to our table when the server was standing in front of us as well. I gave them a friendly grin. Aria sat next to me, while Lucas and Cindy sat on Adams' side of the table.
"Can you tell me what happened?" I went forward and asked her. I've seen two men take the menu, and they seem to be the ones to choose. Aria shrugged, but the smile that had been on her face remained. A while ago, her expression was difficult to interpret since it is clear that she enjoys modeling so much.
"I've just realized that Lucas and I have money; therefore, there's no need for me to waste time. It will just take me a few hours of being up and exhausted." She leaned up close to my ear, her face near to mine. "And it's enough that only my husband can see my body."
Because of what she said, we both burst out laughing at the exact moment, and everyone in the room turned to look at us. Aria and I both put our hands over our mouths. We had to keep our lips shut to keep the laughing at bay. The two persons in front of us looked at each other as though they wanted to know what was happening.
*******
As we walked inside the bedroom, I sank on the mattress. As for Randall, he was dozing as well. He also has his bed while we are alone in the other. Because there is a curtain between the two beds, it is hard to see what is going on in the bed otherwise. Adams wrapped his arms around my body and embraced me. His hand crawled on my chest, so I closed my eyes. I bit my lower lip as his kiss proceeded to my neck.
"Please don't be too loud, okay? Randall could have a startling awakening." While his hand was already creeping to where he wanted to go, he muttered something into my ear.
His abrupt contact on my sensitive portion caused me to scream out in temptation.
"O-ohh..." I couldn't stop myself from sobbing. He carefully slipped his two fingers inside my hole. Because of the enormous strain, sweat began to accumulate on the back of my neck.
"I warned you not to be very noisy. We can't have our fun if Randall wakes up," he whispers. He made his voice a sexual tone. I put my hand over my lips to comply with his order. His fingers dug into my pussy like a knife. Why is his finger so long! He also took down my bikini top and began licking the tip of my nipple.
There was a knock on the door in the middle of what we were doing, which is why we stopped.