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.

sit on one of the stools that look like

trusting her judgment since she was a little kid. They tend to

nods, and places her rabbit on the island. “Yep. Tyler

a little girl, she seemed

It was amusing really

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

because staring at him

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“I’ll try

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

dug in. She looked like she was in heaven

the sound of a bowl scraping a hard surface and

like it looked unappetizing. It was

me poison so I grab the spoon and collected a good bit of that yogurt and

It was good.

Really good.

mouth, and dart my tongue out to lick the little of the yogurt that remained on the

the bowl when I hear a low

for her

he soon found himself in a trance as he

lips he

her mouth to allow the spoon in

to groan

one simple action cause his cock

seemed to not have control of the damn thing,

he thought the battle with himself was over Layla takes out the spoon and as if in slow

Tyler’s mind replaced the spoon with the image of his

This was torture.

Pure torture.

be wrong

so. He refuses

tttttt

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dazed eyes.

and she sounded like she had a mouthful of yogurt and granola in

my confusion as I rip my

back into the bowl to collect some more while I replied,

groaned as if he was in

bring back my attention to him, but he had also collected

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