"Come on, daddy, in the pool!" shrieked Jake, in his little big kiddy voice as he dragged his father into the lake.
"Daddy, doesn't have his swimmers on today," protested Andrian, in a father-like tone in his voice as he carefully removed his arm from his sun. Then all of a sudden Jake grabbed his hand again and started to pull him again.
"Please!" asked Jake, innocentally as he stared at his father with his cute little puppy dog eye that always got him - just like his mother, he thought; always knew how to get to me
"Fine," said Andrian, defeatedly as he rolled up his jeans up to his leg, took off his sock and boots then got into the water along with Jake who was now splashing water at his father. He laughed and splashed water back at him.
"Let play, Marco Polo!" suggested Jake, loudly as he jumped up and down the pool frailing his arm about and splashing more water onto his father.
"Alright," grinned Andrian. "You go first," he told his son as he watched him closed his eye and shouted out Marco. "Polo!" Andrian called out taking a few step away from him but not any further than the shallow water.
"Marco!" shouted Jake, holding his arm up to see if he could find his father
"Polo," said Andrian, looking down at his son and then looked at Ne'os with a cute, devilish grin. He hadn't smiled like this in a long time, and he was sure that might suprise Ne'os to see him smiling for the first time in a life time. "Sorry, i'm doing good. Thank you, just busy with work and looking after Jake here," he told him.