Confession x2

"Hey there, Vanessa." Beatrice walked up to the four.

Shit.

Jules clenched his jaw.

All that was left was her elder sister. Fuck!

The four had gotten inside the house without much of trouble. But then, right when they were heading upstairs, Beatrice had appeared out of nowhere. "Who's that?"

Jenna and Arnold looked at them in confusion.

How couldn't she know her? She was a cousin of Vanessa, after all, wasn't she?
Jules cursed under his breath.

"You're kidding, aren't you...." said Arnold to Beatrice.

Beatrice was twenty-four, and she was Vanessa and Jules's elder sister. She was a real teaser. Always kept teasing Jules for his timidity. She was a happy-go-lucky, charming person to be around. And oh- I forgot something.

Arnold was wearing a simple t-shirt and pants.
Jenna was in a floral sleeveless dress.

And Beatrice was wearing a strapless bra and cargo pants. That was, weirdly, her favorite attire.

Beatrice looked at them all in confusion. "What might you mean by that?"

"Uh- I mean..."

Vanessa jumped in: "Oh no she is actually..." ugh, fuck, she had to think of something fast, "she was..."

"Vanessa," Jules stopped her, he put his hand on her shoulder and walked into the center of the living room. He sighed. "I am Jules."

He did not have his hands covering his breasts anymore. And he explained the entire situation, from last night, to now.

He looked down. And then up. Jenna had a audible gasp, with a hand on her face. But then... in all the nervousness, she smiled.