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“Brother here,” I remind them. In the heat of the moment, I can ignore a lot. I don’t want to discuss my sister’s period and sex as I’m watching everyone else cook. Gray is right, I’m too much of a perfectionist, I hyper fixate, and then burn shit. I’d like to eat this century. “Please don’t finish that sentence.”

Sidney just smirks. “I’ll make sure to have this conversation away from childlike ears,” he tells me, winking. The man has fucked both of us, just not at the same time. I’m not a child, I just don’t want to hear about the ins and outs of possible period sex that he may have with my twin. I may be the younger twin, but I can be an adult about this.

Ten minutes later, Silla walks in with a small smile.

“Good morning,” she says. “Coffee?”

Isaac adjusts his glasses, pointing at the coffee mug under the machine that’s brewing.

“My hero,” Silla murmurs, walking over to wrap her arms around his waist.

“You get a break from tea this week, Little Love,” Sidney tells her. “Let me know when you’re just about done with your period and I’ll get you started again.”

“I feel like this is curiously altruistic,” she teases.

“It is. I want to be buried as soon as possible in your tight little pussy.” He grins.

Thank God that Silla isn’t drinking because she chokes on her own spit in her surprise. Coughing, she pats her chest as Isaac rubs her back in amusement.

“I’m so glad you do this out of the kindness of your own heart,” Silla sputters.

“Orgasms are a kindness, Pet,” Sidney croons, walking over to push her against Isaac’s front as he kisses her lips. Isaac grinds against her ass, and both smirk as they enjoy their Silla filling. Gods, now I really want to watch them fuck her together.

Discreetly adjusting myself, I ignore Grayson as he glances knowingly at me as he begins to plate the food.

“Grab coffee and plates, everyone. Stop trying to kill and turn on our girlfriend,” Gray orders.

“Aw man. But Daddy,” Sidney whines, making me snicker.

“You heard her call me that in the shower and now you’re jealous, huh?” He smirks. “Get moving.”

Sidney dips his head to kiss Silla on the cheek before moving to the island to pick up plates.

“Silla, focus on getting some coffee into you, Baby,” Gray reminds her as he leaves the kitchen.

“Gods yes.” She sighs. “Coffee good.”

“Yes, Love,” Isaac chuckles, squeezing her waist before jumping in to help.

Soon, we’re all moaning around good food and coffee at the table. Grayson is an amazing cook, and really damn efficient.

“This is so good,” Silla murmurs, taking one last bite before sitting back in her chair.

“We were thinking,” I begin slyly as I push my plate away. My stomach is so happy right now. “Wanna play twenty questions with us? We talked about it before, but—”

“Life happened,” she says with a nod. “Yes. There are certain things I don’t know if I’m comfortable doing anymore.”

I'm so glad we’re murdering all of those spineless fuckers. Silla should never have suffered any of the things that she has because her step-sister is what? Obsessed with her? Jealous? I can’t even begin to tell you that I know what goes through the mind of Queen Cinder.

She’s a crazy fucking twatwafer.

“We’ll get through them,” I promise. “Pinky swear. No one laugh.”

Everyone shrugs and puts up their pinky for a group pinky swear. By this point, they are used to my eccentricities.

Once done, I take a deep breath. Fuck, I kind of don’t want to go first.

“Someone else begin,” I mumble, laying my head on my fist.