I woke up to the sound of my parents giggling in hallway. I threw my pillow on top of my head to block out the noise. It seemed to work because I immediately fell asleep again and woke up at 11 in the morning. I **** myself out of bed to do all my morning rituals and my morning wood was on full display.
After brushing my teeth, I went downstairs to grab myself a cup of coffee. I looked around the house and saw that my parents were gone and so were their car. Emma was still home because her door was closed. Emma...
"Oh fuck!" I said out loud. "What did I do?"
My brain replayed the events from last night over and over as I cooked breakfast. I had just kissed my sister. The same sister who is getting married to my best friend in a few weeks. I hope Emma doesn't remember anything from last night!
I suddenly heard someone say out loud, "Is that bacon I smell?"
I turned around and saw Emma still wearing the outfit from last night. I quickly turned around before another boner emerge. Emma walked up to me and kissed me on the cheek while grabbing a cup of coffee.
"I enjoyed our time last night." she remarked. I immediately blushed.
"We really shouldn't have done that. We're siblings for god sakes." I told her sternly.
"Well you weren't complaining as we were kissing each other last night. Why? Is it because I'm not pretty enough for you?" she suddenly yelled back.
I quickly turned around and saw Emma sporting a downcast look. "No. You're beautiful like I told you yesterday." I quickly replied.
"Then why do you hate me?" she softly asked.
I sighed. "Geez Emma, what happened? You used to be a confident person and knew that you were pretty. And no, I don't hate you. What makes you think that?" I gently responded as I rubbed her arm.
"I don't know. You left and I suddenly felt lonely. I had no one to talk to about certain things and I barely had any connections with you while you're in California." she told me.
"Well you did have a way to communicate with me. We talk to each other through the phone. In fact, that's how you and Harry convinced me to come back."
Emma gave me a gloomy look. "Harry..." she muttered to herself.
"What? Is something wrong between you two?" I asked.
"Jake, please don't get mad." Emma started.
"Why would I get mad?" I questioned.
"Because Harry and I are not even dating." I gave Emma a quizzical look.
"But you guys are having a wedding in a few weeks." I stupidly told her.
"It was all part of the plan to get you back here. We did date for a few days but felt no connection with each other so we broke it off. I wanted you back with me and Harry sensed that. We created a plan to get you to return so decided to create a fake wedding. Harry knew you would come back if it involves something very important." Emma explained.
I felt a bit hurt that I have been lied to. "So it was all a ruse for me to return?" Emma nodded.
"I missed you dearly. I couldn't have survived knowing that you probably won't come back to New York. Looking back, I probably dated Harry because he had a similar attributes as you and I guess dating him will make me feel that you're here. You understand what I'm saying?"
I shook my head. "What are you trying to say?"
Emma let out a sigh. "I...I love you Jake. I had a crush on you since we were little kids because you were always the person I could trust with my life and lean on. You were cute and nice... Jake Hart, I love you!" she exclaimed.
"Oh..."
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