Layla’s pov

“Oh no no no. I wouldn’t want to impose

I began to shake my head, backing away from her bed. Why did Daffodil have to put me on the spot like that?

“Don’t be silly, you won’t! Tyler and I wouldn’t mind. Besides, it gets lonely around here

“Hey I’m always here,” Tyler argues.

Daff rolls her eyes. “You’re always busy talking on the phone with girls. And when dad gets here you disappear.”

Tyler had the audacity to look guilty.

I shook my head.

Daff’s lips fix into a very cute pout. “Besides you don’t play with my barbie dolls with me, neither dress up.”

” As I remember, I did play dress up with you

“Once! And that time you whined about me putting too much red lipstick on your lips.” Daffodil rolls her eyes seeming to get irritated by her brother.

“Well it’s no wonder I stopped” Tyler grumbled lowly.

I gave Tyler a look that told him to stop being mean to his sister. He sighed, mumbling something about girls always teaming up against him.

Suddenly Daffodil shifts around to the edge of the bed and then slips down to the floor until her feet land on the surface.

“Hey, Ty Ty?” She asked, her arm still around her stuffed rabbit.

Tyler grinned. “You want Yogurt and granola don’t you?”

With a giddy smile, Daffodil nods.

Tyler turned around and said over his shoulder. “Well let’s go to the kitchen then. I’ll heat up the dinner chef Bryce left for us too.”

Tyler was already out of the door with Daff following closely behind him when he yelled over his shoulder. “You too Layla. Come on!”

“Yeah come on Layla!” Daff giggled.

I couldn’t help it when a smile stretched on my lips as I follow the siblings to the kitchen.

When we do get to the kitchen, it was so spotless and clean that I didn’t want to walk in with my dirty converse.

“You must try granola in yogurt Layla. It is to die for!” Daff chirps as her brother helps her on a stool.

I’m allowed to sit on one of the stools that

she was a little kid. They tend to exaggerate on how good things are only for the said thing to not be so good

her rabbit on the island.

girl, she seemed

It was amusing really

me while opening the fridge. “You want one Layla?”

him because staring at him

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shrugged. “I’ll try

Daff talk until she stops when her brother slides the bowl of granola and yogurt her way. She looked rather excited to dig in,

she grasp the spoon in the bowl and dug in. She looked like she

of a bowl scraping a hard surface

wasn’t like it looked unappetizing. It was just that I

spoon and collected a good bit of that yogurt and pushed it

It was good.

Really good.

of my mouth, and dart my tongue out to lick the little of

my eyes from the bowl when I hear a low

her reaction when

regretted that decision when he soon found himself in a trance

he

her open her mouth to allow the spoon in

to

simple action cause his cock

badly that he seemed to not have control of the damn thing,

and as if

that Tyler’s mind replaced the spoon with the image

This was torture.

Pure torture.

be wrong with

girl cannot have him so. He refuses to

tttttt

Layla’s pov

Tyler’s dazed eyes. They were

Daff chirps and she sounded like she

I rip

back into the bowl to collect some more while I replied, “It really was. I’m

suddenly groaned as if he

him, but he had

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