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.

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

trusting her judgment since she was a little kid. They tend to exaggerate on how good things are only for the

island. “Yep. Tyler

little girl,

It was amusing really

the fridge.

from him because staring at him for too long seemed to get my

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shrugged. “I’ll

yogurt her way. She looked rather excited

in the bowl and dug in. She looked like she was in heaven when she pushed that

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

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

intentionally give me poison so I grab the spoon and collected a good bit

It was good.

Really good.

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

lift my eyes from the bowl

her, waiting for her reaction when she taste the yogurt with

he soon found himself in a trance

he had devoured

open her mouth to allow the spoon in and

wanted to

can one simple action cause his cock to stir

have control of the damn thing, as if he was still a

Layla takes out the spoon and as if in slow

with the

This was torture.

Pure torture.

be

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

confusion as I rip my eyes away

more while I replied, “It really was. I’m surprised, I

God” Tyler suddenly groaned as if

back my attention to him, but he had also collected his sister’s

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