Caroline’s POV
I stretched luxuriously on the beach chair, feeling the warm Caribbean sun kiss my skin. The turquoise waters sparkled before me, and the gentle ocean breeze carried away all my worries. My new green bikini fit me just right,a little treat I grabbed for this much-needed vacation.
Not far away, Liam was playing with some kids he’d made friends with, their little hands teaming up to build an awesome sandcastle. His happy laughter floated over the beach, making my heart melt.
"One virgin piña colada for the mama-to-be,"Elle said, coming over with two bright drinks and sliding me the one without the little paper umbrella.
"You’re a lifesaver," I said,taking a thankful sip of the cold, sweet drink."But honestly, a view this good deserves a real cocktail."
Elle stretched out on the chair beside mine, her toned body shining, rocking that bold red bikini. "Pregnant means no booze," she teased with a grin. "Doctor’s orders."
"You’re right," I sighed dramatically. "But a girl can dream."
Elle reached into her beach bag and pulled out a bottle of suntan oil. "Time to reapply. Can’t have you getting burned."
Just as she was about to squeeze some oil into her palm, two young men approached us. They were clearly college athletes - tall, tan, and ripped. The kind of guys you’d see on campus showing off at the gym.
The blond one, who had seriously broad shoulders, grinned at us.
"You ladies need a hand?"
His friend was a bit shorter but clearly worked out, his arms flexing as he moved. The sea breeze had messed up his brown hair.
Elle’s eyes lit up with mischief. "Sure," she said with a flirty smile, handing the bottle to the blond guy. "You’d probably do a better job than me anyway."
I couldn’t help but laugh internally at Elle’s expert flirting. Poor Nate needed to put a ring on her finger soon, or some handsome stranger might sweep his mate right off her feet.
The brown-haired guy looked over at me with interested eyes. "What about you? Want some help with that?"
Before I could answer, a little sandy tornado ran straight into my legs. "Mommy! Mommy! Look what I built!" Liam shouted, his face lighting up as he pointed at his sandcastle.
The brown-haired guy’s eyes went wide. "Mommy? No way! I totally thought you were in college. Never would have guessed you had a kid."
I smiled, brushing the sand out of Liam’s hair. "That’s sweet of you."
"Well, I’m available," Elle jumped in, leaning forward a little. "And I could definitely use both of you guys to help with this sunscreen."
The guys looked at each other, obviously excited about that idea.
"Liam, sweetie, why don’t you show Mommy your sandcastle?" I suggested, giving the guys a polite smile as I stood up.
After Liam showed off his amazing sandcastle and went back to play with his new friends, I walked back over to Elle, who was by herself again and looking pretty happy about something.
"Youth," she sighed contentedly, taking a sip of her cocktail.
"You’re terrible," I laughed, settling back on my chair.


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