5. (Tues) Bubbles
Blonde locks of hair flowing over her shoulder, the young child ran through the hall. Her bubbly laughter could be heard bouncing off the hollow walls and Gabriel’s low groan followed.
“Lola you need to come eat lunch,” he shouted after her. Her laughter turned into a playful shriek as Gabriel engulfed her into a hug and carried her into the kitchen.
“Look at you being a good uncle,” Vivienne pointed out as Gabriel sat Lola on a stool facing the kitchen island. Gabriel shot Vivienne a desperate look and she smiled.
When it came to children, Gabriel was quite good with them although he claimed he disliked children. It was quite easy to assume Lola was Gabriel’s daughter, instead of his niece, with the way he interacted with her.
Lola looked wide-eyed at the bottle of bubbles at the end of the island and her small hands reached across the table for the bottle. Gabriel smiled at her effort and easily reached for the bottle and slid it within her reach.
A wide grin grew on her lips as Gabriel untwisted the cap and held out the wand for her. Lola took a deep breath, filling her cheeks with air before exhaling. A large bubble separated itself from the wand and floated weightlessly through the air. Lola watched in delight as she watched the bubble drift higher and higher in the air.
Gabriel blew a few more bubbles to avoid a meltdown when the first bubble burst but Lola reached for the wand, wanting to blow more of her own bubbles. He handed the wand to her with no objections and Gabriel took the opportunity to sit in the stool next to her, seeing Lola had the bubble making under control.
“I’m sure Lola will go home and tell her dad all about the fun she had with you,” Vivienne said happily as she leaned against the island next to Gabriel. Gabriel nodded in agreement and he leaned over to rest his head against her arm.
“Children are a handful,” he said to himself softly. Vivienne tried to continue breathing at a steady pace, the last thing she needed was to be unconscious in front of a child. She racked her mind for something they could talk about, anything that could divert her attention from him being that close to her.
“How was your date yesterday?” Vivienne asked as she reached for a piece of fruit across the table. She knew wasn’t going to eat it, she just needed something to look at.
Gabriel cleared his throat and lifted his head from Vivienne’s arm.
“It was alright. I wouldn’t consider it a date, more of just a get together between two friends,” he clarified.
Vivienne rolled the orange back across the table.
“Do you have candle get togethers with all your friends?”
Gabriel paused and looked over at her.
“Why would you say that?”
Vivienne shrugged. She suddenly didn’t want to have this conversation anymore. Lola’s bubble blowing came to a halt as the sound of a familiar knock paused the conversation between Vivienne and Gabriel.
Thank God, she thought to herself.
Gabriel and Vivienne watched as Lola jumped off the stool and ran towards her father. He waved a brief goodbye and exited the condo with Lola.
Gabriel sat back in the same stool and he sighed.
“Vivienne, I don’t understand you. And when you’re best friend is saying that, it’s a problem,” he started. Vivienne thought about interrupting him, but it seemed he wasn’t going to stop talking yet.
“Are you jealous of Charlotte? Is that why you feel the need to bring her name up in every conversation? Are you worried she’s going to replace you?” he questioned.
Vivienne paused to think of her answer. Was she really jealous of Charlotte?
“You know what, don’t answer that. I’m going to act like this conversation never happened. Sound good to you?”
Vivienne nodded her head. There were plenty of conversations she acted like she never had.
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