"I only just returned a couple of days back. I went to see Patty," Mark said.
He would go to see Patty. She was the love of his life, the real reason why he had gone off on a mission to save the world from illness and decease. He couldn't accept her being married off to Greg.
I shook my head and decided to be blunt wanting to know where he stood, " Are you still obsessing about her?" I asked this with my usual sisterly grimace that any thoughts of Patty's appeal to the opposite sex always produced in me.
It was just plain jelousy. Patty was all that I was not. Even now with her many kids she was still all elegance, class and lets not forget sex appeal. I was practically vulgar by comparison and compare I did, my whole life through.
Patty was of course well aware of my jealousy and she did not mind it. We had come to an agreement over the years to treat it like nothing. Surprisingly, it worked, thus far.
"I think I finally am," he said with a deprecating half smile.
"It took you long enough!" I was unforgiving. I had spent years trying to get him to haul his ass home to no avail and now suddenly in a pouf he was over her just like that. I smelt a rotten apple and pounced on it. "You met some one else?"
"I've met plenty of someones. I was not exactly living the life of a celibate you know."
"Eww..too much information, "I said clamping my hands to my ears. We made our way to my little kitchen while we bantered to and fro just like we always used to. It was like he never left, almost.
"Coffee?"
"Yes, please."
I set about making us a cup each. I remembered exactly how he liked his coffee.
Snap!
I jumped. Did he just adjusted my bra strap? I turned to frown up at him.
"What? It was sticking out just asking for it," he said with all innocence.
"I'm at home. It can stick out if it wants too. I don't even have to wear a bra." I found myself stupidly saying.
"Then why don't you remove it all together?"
I flushed. I couldnt help it. Mark had never been so vocal over such things before but then he had been in love with my sister about the whole time I knew him. Somehow that had made him safe. Now I didn't quite know how to handle him.
"You blush like a virgin."
Oh god! I felt my cheeks flush chilly red in embarassment.
"You are a virgin," he whispered incredulously.
I only managed a small nod before catching myself and trying to back paddle a quick retreat, "Its no concern if yours."
" I could make it my concern." I watched the lascivious smile that spread across his face in horror.
That was not meant to be a challange.
