“Do you intend to act on your feelings for our sisters?”
It took my brain a moment to fully realize what she was asking me. I felt a cold chill through my body and was unsure of how to answer my platinum blonde sibling. We’d spent the least amount of time together out of all of my new siblings, and even though she was crazy hot, I didn’t have the same infatuation with her as I did the others. Amanda felt like love at first sight, and Emily’s cute smile and joyful nature could make any man fall for her, while Erica exuded sex and lust like a succubus. Amelia felt the most sisterly out of them all. Even though I found my eyes wandering her flawless figure as she lay in the shade.
“I don’t know what you mean,” I answered, deciding to play dumb.
“Either you think I’m stupid, or you’re acting stupid,” Mel laughed. “Either way, it’s a little insulting.”
I looked over to my sister and saw a smile on her beautiful face. There wasn’t an ounce of judgement, anger or disgust in her gorgeous eyes. But there was a twinkle that could have been curiosity. Could I trust my blonde sister with my deepest, darkest secret? Surely she’d have her own reasons for keeping it, since her sisters seemed to have feelings for me to. Outing me would do nothing but out them. Or they could toss me out on my ass, and I’d lose my new family before I could even get to know them. But then again, why would they? Amanda had kissed me, and Erica had come to my room in the dead of night. I hadn’t actually pushed either of them for anything.
“Was I that obvious?” I asked.
“No,” she said. “But they were.”
I hadn’t thought about how my sisters acted around me, but if there was a change in their behaviour, it would be easy for someone who knew them well to notice. “When did you realise?”
“The day you showed up,” Mel said. “I haven’t seen Amanda so happy in such a long time, and Erica isn’t very subtle around you.”
“What about Emily?” I asked, more than a little curious.
“She’s my twin,” Mel answered, as if that was answer enough.
I wanted to ask Mel more about our sisters and what her thoughts were on the whole situation, but the sound of a car door closing signalled the siblings of our topic were home. I felt a wave of anxiety wash over me as I remembered last night with Amanda and began to worry about how this confrontation would go.
“I’ll go see if they need a hand with anything,” I said to Mel.
She didn’t reply, but simply gave me a smile and went back to whatever she was doing on her phone. I got to my feet and headed for the sliding backdoor to the house. With a deep breath I steeled myself and stepped into the kitchen just as I heard the front door open.
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