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.

awkwardly stand beside the kitchen island, not sure if I’m allowed to sit on one

little kid. They tend to exaggerate on how good things are only for the

places her rabbit on the island. “Yep. Tyler make another bowl for her

a little girl, she

It was amusing really

the fridge.

because staring at him for too long seemed to

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shrugged. “I’ll try

her brother slides the bowl of granola and yogurt her way. She looked rather excited

spoon in the bowl and dug in. She looked like

hear the sound of a bowl scraping a hard surface and looked down.

yet look skeptical at the bowl. It wasn’t like it looked unappetizing. It was just that I never tried it

grab the spoon and collected a good

It was good.

Really good.

spoon out of my mouth, and dart my tongue out to lick

eyes from the bowl when

for her reaction when she

he later regretted that decision when he soon found himself in a trance as he watch her

he

her mouth to allow the spoon in and

to

simple action cause his cock

of the damn thing, as if he was still

himself was over Layla takes out the spoon and as if in slow motion darts

the spoon with the image of his cock and

This was torture.

Pure torture.

be wrong

have him so. He refuses to

tttttt

Layla’s pov

as I stare at Tyler’s dazed eyes.

does it taste Layla? Was it good?” Daff chirps and she sounded like she had a mouthful of yogurt and granola in her

me out of my confusion as I

some more while I replied, “It

as if he was in

him, but he had

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