We're Not Brothers

Chapter 4

Charlie's POV

I know what Cameron meant by 'downstairs parts.' But that's so embarrassing! How could I even stand to imagine those parts of my parents!

Charlie, you're so innocent. Raven chuckles.

Do you know what they meant? I ask him.

I do indeed. But Cameron is right. You're not ready to know just yet. He chuckles before going back to his comfy place.

I groan quietly and sink into the couch.

Cameron wraps his arm around my shoulder. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"I'm just frustrated." I sigh. "I'm already twenty years old, but everyone else knows what these..." My voice drops to a whisper. "Naughty things are."

"Oh, Sweetheart." He chuckles. "I'll teach you all about it, in time. But it takes some getting used to."

I look up at him. "Promise?"

"I promise." He kisses my head.

I smile and lean into him. I can't hide my yawn from him.

"Getting sleepy?" He asks, moving his arms to carry me upstairs to bed. I nod, and he picks me up. "Night, guys." He says to Evie and Ash.

"Night." They say together, watching whatever Ashton had put on.

Cameron carries me up to our room and gently puts me in the bed. Luckily, I was dressed in sweats today so he didn't have to change me. I snuggle into the blanket and he kisses my temple before I hear him change his clothes.

"Goodnight, Chipmunk." He says softly as he slips into bed behind me.

"Goodnight, Goose." I yawn quietly.

In the morning, I stretch my arms above my head and my legs out. I roll to my side and see Cameron watching me with such a soft look in his eye.

"Morning." I whisper.

"Good morning, Charlie." He smiles at me. "Are you ready for breakfast?"

"Yeah." I say softly.

We crawl out of bed, and make our way downstairs. Papa is sitting, calmly drinking his coffee, the triplets are eating their breakfast, Evie and Ashton are chatting between themselves and Dad is leaning against the counter.

"Still can't sit, eh, old man?" Cameron snickers as he grabs coffee mugs for us.

"Shut your mouth, Pup." Dad growls at him with a slightly amused look.

"Why can't you sit, Dad?" I ask him as I sit next to Papa.

The other adults choke on their coffee and Cameron starts laughing even harder.

"Oh, Charlie." He wheezes. "Oh my god!" He laughs so hard he's bent over.

"What?" I blush hard.

"I didn't get around to telling you yesterday." He wheezes between his laughter.

"Oh, because of their 'downstairs parts' stuff?" I whisper.

This makes Dad spit his coffee again. "Damn, Pup." He chokes. "How have you gone this long without watching adult videos?"

"I never felt the need to..." I say quietly, looking at the counter.

"Hey, that's perfectly fine." I hear Cameron say softly as he sets down a mug of coffee in front of me. "We can watch some together whenever you want, Sweetheart."