SHE AIN'T LIKE A SISTER NO MORE

Chapter 81 ~ "I never f**king want to."

JUSTIN

I wake up to the sound of tiny whispers coming from the end of the bed, followed by the shuffling of little feet.

"Morning monkeys." I whisper, peaking out of one eye.

"I'm hungry." Jaxon attempts a whisper, and I'm pretty certain it comes out louder than his normal voice.

"You're always hungry Jaxo." I chuckle.

I watch him walk around the bed just as I realise Jens bare breasts are pressed against my back.

"Um...don't get in Jaxon, you'll wake her up." I tell him quickly, just before he can lift he covers on Jens side.

"Can you make me food?" He asks, sighing and walking back around to my side of the bed.

I pull the covers up higher over myself and Jen.

"I would buddy, but you said I'm grounded and I have to stay in my room all day." I remind him, voice croaky and still half asleep.

"You can make me food and then come straight back."

I laugh, then look over at Jazzy, standing against the wall and clutching her little teddy bear.

"You okay Jazzy?" I frown.

"Yeah." She replies, giving me a tiny half smile.

"Can you take Jaxon downstairs for me and I'll be down in a minute."

"Yeah. Come on Jaxon. Justin has to put clothes on." Jazzy says, reaching out for Jaxons hand.

"You doesn't wear no pyjamas?" Jaxon frowns, tilting his head to the side.

"You know I don't wear pyjamas." I laugh.

"You wear boxers though." He says.

"Uh, yep. But go downstairs with Jazzy so I can put real clothes on." I tell him, because the feel of Jens bare thighs against my bare ass reminds me that I don't have one stitch of clothing on right now, and neither does Jen.

"You will make pancakes?"

"Yes I'll make pancakes."

"Yes!!" Jaxon dances his way out of the bedroom, followed by a sad looking Jazzy.

"Nicely done." Jen whispers, her hot breath against my back.

"Good morning fiancé." I respond, rolling over and seeing her eyes still closed, but a content smile on those pretty lips.

"Are you going to say that every morning?"

"Until we get married, yeah. Then I'll be saying 'good morning wifey' every single morning." I smile, gently moving her hair from her face and kissing her soft pouty lips.

"That sounds good." She sighs, shifting closer and wrapping herself around me.

"Babe I have to get up."

"You already are." She smiles against my chest, brushing her smooth thigh over my morning wood.

"Don't do that. Fuck. I have to get up." I throw the covers off in a panic and jump out of bed before I can think better of it. "When we have kids, we're putting a lock on that door."

I walk into the ensuite, and lean over the toilet, resting my hand on the wall behind it.

Jens giggles make me look up to see her resting her head on her hand, watching me. Sleepy eyes, bed hair and all. Fucking beautiful.

"It's not funny. You'll never understand now fucking hard it is to piss with a hard on." I state, sighing in relief when the flow starts.

"You're making pancakes?" Jen asks as I pull my sweats on.