LEGEND OF LEXI

CHAPTER 3

CONTINUE:

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"Cut it out!"

"I'm not doing anything."

"You're tickling me. Stop!"

I stopped. That wasn't what I wanted anyway. Instead, I place my hand square on the small of Lexi's back. There was only a small strip of skin between her camisole and panties, the rest of my palm lay with the fabric of her top between us. I didn't dare go for her butt.

Lexi didn't protest my hand placement. I hadn't been sure either way, though I expected at least a questioning look or something. She ignored me entirely, to all appearances.

I was being so very stupid. I knew it, but it was one of those things I just couldn't help, despite knowing better. That small, sneaky feel of my sister. That illicit touch. It was the tactile equivalent of all those times she'd made me stare at her butt. It got to me the same way, made me feel things that weren't at all proper for a brother.

"What ya doing now?" Lexi asked.

"Nothin'."

"Nothin'?"

"Yeah."

"Huh."

And still she didn't tell me to move my hand, nor even glance over her shoulder at me. Just kept playing. Letting me leave my hand on her back. Though, I supposed, it wasn't really objectionable yet. Since she couldn't see into my mind, all she knew was that I had a hand on her back. Odd, but not yet fully weird or worthy of argument.

It made me question myself though. Why I was doing any of this. Yes Lexi had a nice butt. Yes I'd been forced to acknowledge that thanks to her lack of awareness around me. Yes she had lots of other interesting qualities too. And yes it felt nice just having my hand there, resting, drawing her warmth through my palm. And... and...

I shook my head, having rather lost my train of thought somewhere back there. I needed to snap out of it. It was early, that was all. Not thinking straight.

"I'm gonna go check on those muffins," I said.

"Good idea. Bring me one if they're ready?"

She beamed such an innocent, hopeful smile that I could hardly refuse. I amended my earlier thought about how she didn't realize what she did to me. In certain specific ways, she certainly did. How hopeless would I be if she ever explored beyond adorable, impossible-to-resist smiles?

I threw on a shirt and headed to the kitchen. I could smell fresh-out-of-the-oven baked goodness even before I got there.

"Morning, Aiden," Mom said. She was just setting the last of a tray of muffins onto a cooling rack. She smiled. "You do have a sense about these things, don't you?"

"It's why I get up every morning."

I gave her a kiss on the cheek in passing, then snagged a couple small plates from the cupboard.

"Are you taking one to your sister?"

I nodded. "Yeah. She's in my room. Probably not coming out for a while."

Mom chuckled softly. "Where else? I don't understand that girl. She never wanted a Nintendo of her own, you know. Never in all these years."

"I think she's just clever and realizes she doesn't need to spend money or presents on a setup of her own when she can just use mine, and maybe pick up a few games here and there that she wants to play."

"Probably so," Mom agreed. "When you take those up, ask her if she wants some juice?"

"I'm not room service," I grumbled.

Lexi hadn't moved since I'd left her. She might as well have been frozen in time, if not for the progress she'd made on screen.

"Thanks, bro," she said with another beaming smile as I set her muffin next to her.

"No crumbs," I warned her.

"No worries. I'll sweep 'em all on the floor."

"That's not at all what I said."

"Mmhm," she replied absently while carefully breaking off a bit of muffin and popping it in her mouth. "Ow! Hot!"

"Yeah, doofus. Just came out of the oven."

"'oo din' tell me 'at."

I sighed dramatically. "Yeah, my bad. You want juice?"

"'es p'ease!"

To be continue..