Some men turned on….
-No!
Olivia was the first to protest loudly.
-The water is too cold and it’s still dark!
Then the other women voiced their energetic disapproval, and Ernesto hastened to say:
-That’s right, Leonardito you’re going to be a father, so you don’t know what’s important, safety first do you understand?
Leonardo put his arms around Olivia and hurried to admit his mistake.
-Darling, I was wrong, no more games, it’s too late, go to bed!
Everyone agreed, the men lit a few more fires to protect themselves from the cold and, after exchanging good nights, got into their tents.
Micaela took off her coat and lay down next to her son, resting her head on one hand and looking at Mike….
The tent and sleeping bag were so thick that it wasn’t cold inside at all. Mike slept in them with his little face flushed and she sighed once again at how well behaved Mike was, who had only fed him once and gone back to sleep.
Later, when you’re older, you won’t sleep as much and you’ll be more playful…..
The thought that in ten days he would be leaving her instantly overwhelmed her, and Micaela hurried to force the thought down her throat, telling herself once again that she had to be optimistic about what she had decided!
Carlos came in, zipped up the chain, reached over and turned off the light fixed to the top of the tent and lay down under the blankets.
Micaela’s back was pressed against Carlos’ chest, facing Mike, with one arm around him and Carlos around the girl.
-Micaela, good night.
-Good night.
The blanket was warm and the cushions under it were soft and comfortable, but Micaela felt uncomfortable listening to the sound of the sea breeze and the waves, and she didn’t feel like sleeping:
-Can’t you sleep?
Micaela mewled softly as Carlos’s large hands exerted light force, pulling the figure away, rolling it over and resting it on her, his thin lips still precise in the dark, and sucked gently, and again, and again….
Micaela’s heart beat faster, his fresh, clean scent hypnotized her, and she threw her hand to her neck to keep from leaving….
Carlos takes well to deepen the kiss…
The soft kiss gradually turned hot, the small space was her deliberately stifled gasp, the girl’s response was more than she could control, her big hands began to make a mess, for a long, long time, thinking it wasn’t time yet, sighing and rolling down, tugging at her clothes, taking her tightly in his arms, her voice muffled to the core.
-Go to sleep, good boy…..
Micaela also tried to calm down, she knew Carlos was holding back a lot, but in this tent she simply couldn’t say it, and she had the feeling that even if she did, he would reject it….
The woman felt the temperature in her face high enough to fry an egg, she closed her eyes and whispered her agreement, the loud pounding of Carlos’ heart in her ears, drowsiness took over and she finally fell asleep….
Carlos can’t sleep, holding the limp body in his arms suffocating his internal wounds, he still won’t let go….
A faint noise was heard coming from outside and Carlos opened his eyes, finally carefully letting go of the person in his arms and tucking her in, along with Mike, before carefully unzipping the tent to get out and lift her back in from the outside, standing up and turning around, with Tomas, Ernesto, Leonardo and Antonio undressing in the bright moonlight in the distance.
There was such an understanding between the brothers that, although they hadn’t just said anything to each other, they just exchanged a glance and all understood, one by one, they slipped away again as Querida slept.
The women see the beach and want to play in the water, and the men watch and get away with the idea of swimming.
Carlos approached and heard Ernesto lower his voice to them and say:
-Warm up a little!
Turning around, he saw Carlos and smiled knowingly.
-Carlos is here…
Tomas looked in the direction of the tent and asked:
-Sister-in-law is sleeping, isn’t she? Don’t find out later and come out worried.
Carlos bends down to unbutton his shirt.
-She’s sleeping.
Taking off his shirt, his firm pectorals showed off in the moonlight, not shivering at all from the winter night’s temperature, as he looked around.
-Where is Diego?
Leonardo spoke:
-Probably asleep or we didn’t get our signal to warm up and get started!
Carlos nodded, took off his pants, shoes and socks, put them on with his shirt and ordered .
-Half an hour at the most, be sure to come back.
They all agreed and, one by one, they warmed up and headed for the sea. The cold water, the dark night, the water reflecting the full moon in the sky, was so exciting that it made their blood boil.
Antonio was the first to dive into the deep water area, and then one by one followed, several looked Dear can only see can not eat the main, this will be done to ventilate the exuberant energy….
In the tent, Micaela, who was sleeping soundly, dazedly heard Alba’s anxious voice.
-Micaela, Micaela, wake up!
Micaela was startled and sensed that something was wrong even before she opened her eyes, there was no smell of Carlos around her!
She sat up, turned on the overhead light and sure enough, it was just her and Mike in the tent. She yanked it open and Alba and Olivia, crouched outside, immediately peeked inside the tent.
-It’s true that your husband isn’t here either!
Is he here too?
Micaela reacts to…
-Where did they go?
Olivia gritted her teeth and looked at the sea not far away.
-Bastard, he must have gone swimming!
Katarina and Bianca also felt the commotion outside and woke up to discover that their husbands were not actually in the store and ran out with the lights on.
Some people put on their coats and headed for the beach, where their clothes were visible on the sand.
Alba looked out at the calm sea and rubbed her fists together with a snap.
-Ernesto, come back and see what I do to you!
Bianca spun nervously in her seat.
-It’s midnight and it’s so cold, why swim!
Katarina also looked at the sea and wondered how Antonio, who was always calm, could do something so impulsive?
Micaela was also uneasy, but she calmed down:
-Don’t worry, they won’t go into the sea without being sure, let’s be patient and wait.
After thinking it over, they each went back to the tent to get a bath towel to wrap the children in, and stood guard on the beach, their ears still alert for any movement in the tent….
Fortunately, the men of the sea did not keep them waiting more than ten minutes, Charles was the first to swim back, still in the deep water, he glanced down the beach, saw the row of figures standing there in the moonlight, saw his girl at a glance, paused slightly in his movements, and for the first time his heart rose in weakness….
They had agreed on the way down that they would race back to the beach and the fastest back would win. He stopped moving and Thomas swung his powerful arms and immediately overtook Charles, thinking that the first place was his….
When he reached the shallow end of the water, he stood up, wiped the water from his face and gasped. He was about to turn around and show off proudly when he suddenly felt a hot look from the beach that made his scalp tingle.
-Bianca, Bianca I was wrong, stay out of the water, I’ll go to…..
Bianca stopped and watched as Tomas approached, drops of water sliding down his body in the moonlight….
Bianca slapped the towel with her hand and, although she felt a great relief at the sight of him, she turned away angrily and headed for the tent….
Tomas grabbed the bath towel and chased after her with a persuasive….
Others find it revealing to get into the sea….
Leonardo went ashore and looked at Olivia shyly.
-Darling, that, we’ll swim carefree, we’ll be back soon, look, we’re all right….
Olivia didn’t have a bath towel and brought a blanket for a nap, she tucked it between her arms and tilted her head to look at him mischievously.
-Kneel on the rubber bands, kneel on the keyboard, kneel on the durian peel, you choose which one you want!
Said Leonardo very embarrassed, very firm:
-I must kneel you all down one by one!
Ernesto, who was behind, was about to laugh, saw Alba’s flaming eyes, stifled the laughter, winced and stiffly stepped forward, offering to take the bath towel from her arms and put it over her.
-Dear, I’m wrong, I’ll admit it even if I have to be beaten or scolded or kneel on the keyboard!
Alba, however, suddenly broke into a smile and tugged his arm towards the water.
-Ernesto, I won a swimming competition when I was in elementary school, why don’t you ask me to swim, come on, let’s swim 800 laps now!
Ernesto hurried to grab her by the waist and strided back to the tent.
-No, no, no, no, 800 times we’ll swim in the pool next time, our son is awake and we’ll be back to cajole him!
Alba hits him with a barrage of punches in the chest.
-Ernesto, you bastard!
-Yes, bastard, the big bastard is taking the little bastard right now!
Carlos stood in front of the girl and watched as she shook the bath towel and handed it to him, taking it obediently and wiping his body….
He used to always admonish the girl to put her own safety first, but today she kept it from him and went swimming in the sea in the middle of the night, how worried she must have been, he knew naturally, and calculated that she thought she was sleeping when he got back and wouldn’t be discovered by her, but who knew she’d wake up so soon….
The girl only had one trick when she was angry, which was to ignore him. This time, she handed him the towel, turned around and bent down to pick up her clothes from the floor, and walked back with her in her arms without looking back.
Carlos frowned, his thin lips turned up slightly as he looked behind him and said.
-Girl, I’m cold.
Without having time to think, Micaela let go of the clothes in her arms and immediately turned and ran to him, reaching out and hugging him….
She was so cold that she couldn’t feel the temperature, Micaela didn’t mind being angry and hated to transmit her warmth to him….
Carlos wrapped his arms around her, satisfied, and his thin lips whispered in her ear:
-Micaela, I’m sorry for putting you on your ass, I swear I won’t do it again, eh?
Micaela’s nervousness calms down and she looks at him with reddened eyes.
-Carlos, I was wandering, afraid of sharks in the sea, of underwater currents, of waves that drag you further away, of….
Carlos lowered his head and kissed her hard…