I’d have to tell Emily sooner rather than later.
Once I was finished eating, I helped Emily with the dishes while Mel cleaned up the dining table and kitchen counter. Emily was all smiles as we worked closely, and I spied Mel giving us a small smile–one that told me how happy she was to see her sister smiling–when she thought I wasn’t looking.
Just as we were finishing up, I heard the front door open and slam shut. The next minute, Amanda rolled into the room with the look of fire and brimstone on her usually pleasant face. My eldest sister stopped in her tracks when she saw the three of us in the kitchen, and a flurry of emotions–anger, lust, sorrow, pain, and longing–flitter through her beautiful blue orbs in a matter of seconds as they bore into me.
“Good morning, Manda,” Emily said cheerily. “We just finished breakfast, but I can whip something up for you.”
“It’s fine,” Amanda sighed. “I’m just going to have a nap.”
Amanda gave me another quick glance, then spun on her heel and strode away. Her footfalls on the stairs sounded heavy, almost like a child throwing a tantrum. The sight of Amanda in a bad mood was a completely new experience. I had seen her happy, sad, and even upset. But never mad.
“Maybe one of us should go talk to her,” Emily said after a few seconds. “I haven’t seen Manda like that in a long time.”
“I know,” Mel replied. “I was actually a little terrified for a minute there.”
“I’m guessing that’s out of the ordinary for her,” I asked, turning to the twins.
“Completely,” Mel nodded.
“Manda never goes out all night,” Emily added. “I was happy when she told me she was, but now I’m worried Craig and Amanda had a fight.”
“Do they fight often?” I asked.
“Not at all,” Mel said. “Craig is a dick, and I’ve told Amanda that, but she doesn’t rock the boat. It’s actually infuriating how little she stands up to him.”
Amanda was so beautiful she would make a solid 10 look like a barely scraping in 5 on their best day. Not only was she physically stunning–an angelic face and the body of a succubus, with just enough curves to accentuate her lean figure that could make a eunuch crack a stiffy. She was also an incredibly wonderful woman with a smile that brightened even the darkest nights. A woman like her should have her pick of any man and for that man to feel like the luckiest son-of-a-bitch in existence for being with her.
I had no idea why Amanda let Craig walk all over her.
“She is worried he will leave,” Emily chimed in as if reading my mind.
“She could do so much better, though,” I replied, sounding more than a little frustrated.
“She could,” Mel said, giving me a pointed look, one Emily failed to notice.
She was cute, but she really needed to pay attention to what was going on around her. I was sure a bomb could go off, and my adorable little sister wouldn’t notice. Especially when she was giving me a look currently directed my way.
“I’m guessing you’ve all told her the same thing?” I said, and the twins nodded. “Well…maybe I can go talk to her. I know I’m new around here, but a fresh perspective might help.”
“Good idea,” Mel nodded. “Come on, Em, let’s go watch some T.V.”
“Okie,” Emily smiled. “We’ll be down here if you need anything.”
The twins and I parted ways with a quick hug and kiss from each of them. Emily was paying attention this time when Mel kissed me, but she only smiled before looping arms with her platinum-haired twin as they strode away to the living room.
Mel once again busted me–with a cheeky smile and a wink–checking out their flawless behinds as they walked away.
I took a deep breath and steeled myself for the up-and-coming confrontation. I shouldn’t be so nervous to talk to Amanda about this, but I was. Ever since that kiss–and the follow-up conversations and looks we shared–things had been a little tense between us. I needed to enter this as her brother, not a guy who was jealous of her undeserving boyfriend.
I needed to do what was best for Amanda.
That’s what mattered most of all.
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