“I’m here!”
Making my way toward the rumpus room, I stopped at the entrance, surprised to find Adriana not alone.
I didn’t expect to see her again. Charlotte, that is. She was lying on the couch wearing a black tank top, jeans, and Converse. I could see her long brown hair was loose, falling down the side of the couch.
Charlotte was beautiful, nothing at all like I remembered her from years ago. She had outgrown the pre-teen stage and had become this stunning woman. It was impossible not to notice. I mean, come on, I was only human and twenty-five. Just because I was married didn’t mean I couldn’t admire beauty when I saw it. As long as I played by the rules—look, don’t touch—I wasn’t doing anything wrong.
Oddly, Charlotte is surrounded by M&Ms, a range of different colors scattered around her face and chest.
“Oh, hi Alex, come hang out with us. We were just playing who can catch the most M&Ms not using our hands.” Adriana giggles, continuing with her game.
She aimed them at Charlotte’s mouth, and surprisingly she missed. My sister doesn’t have an athletic bone in her body.
My eyes met with Charlotte’s. I don’t know what it was, but something felt different about her. She wasn’t like any other girl I’d met and definitely nothing like my sister. Thinking back to the other night when I ran into her in the kitchen, there was this feeling I wasn’t accustomed to, a lot like a jolt of electricity when I accidentally touched her. I mean, fuck, accidentally grazing her tits had me hard for the rest of the night, but I had to remember I was married.
It didn’t help that she wasn’t wearing a bra that night, either. What made it even worse was that she caught me staring at her.
Charlotte scowls as she got whacked in the eye with an M&M. “Hi, Alex.”
“Please don’t let my sister assault you with the M&Ms. Geez, Adriana, you throw like a girl.”
“I am a girl, duh.”
She threw another one at Charlotte, this time landing right in her cleavage. I couldn’t help but look. It sat there in the middle of her perfectly shaped tits. The lucky M&M jiggled as she struggled to control her laughter.
“Seriously, Adriana, are you looking to switch teams now? That’s the third time you’ve gotten it in there!” Charlotte laughed. My sister was on the ground rolling around, her body shaking with laughter, screaming she needed to pee.
“Okay, girls, let me show you how it’s done.”
I grabbed the packet off my sister. “Charlotte, please stop laughing and just open your mouth.”
I waited for her as she attempted to keep a straight face, something I was struggling to do as well. I focused on her mouth, her perfectly pink lips wide open. My mind wandered elsewhere. No, Edwards, ‘focus’ as Coach would say. I threw the M&M, landing it in her mouth. I roared as it went in, Adriana pouted as usual. She was so fucking competitive.
“No fair, Alex! You throw like a boy!” Adriana whined.
“Thanks, Alex. It’s about time I get to eat one of them,” Charlotte cheered, raising her hand to high-five me.
“Next time, come to me if you actually want to eat them, since clearly Adriana here has no aim. I think she secretly just wanted to find them later when you were gone,” I joked.
I was enjoying the company and finally managed to put the earlier argument and Sam’s bullshit behind me.
The house phone started ringing.
Adriana jumped up like her life depended on it or more like the opening of Macy’s’ doors on Black Friday. I wasn’t surprised when she announced who it was.
“Oh, it’s Elijah! Back soon.”
She ran out, taking the cordless phone up to her room.
“When she says soon, I can pretty much watch Titanic from start to finish, and she still won’t be done,” Charlotte complained, picking up the remote to surf through the channels.
“The joys of having a boyfriend I s’pose. So, do you um… have one?”
“Me? Please, have you seen the guys at our school?” Charlotte pursed her lips while she shook her head. “Apparently, wearing baggy pants and flashing your no-name underwear passes for style these days. Besides, I’m saving myself for Justin Timberlake.”
“I think Britney thought the same thing and look where that got her,” I pointed out.
“But can she catch M&Ms in her mouth like I can?”