My stomach gurgled, and I realized I'd been so distracted by the casual incest going on with our neighbors that I hadn't eaten in hours.
"Tch, sis. You always forget to eat. You're gonna waste those curves away!"
"Curves?" I asked, looking up at him in surprise, once more mortified by the topic of conversation.
"What, am I not supposed to notice that my lil sister has curves?"
"I feel like you're not supposed to, no," I said, idly running my fingers through my straight brown hair to distract myself from my suddenly-racing heart. Of course, I knew he noticed me, had caught him staring a ton, but he never actually said it before. It felt out of character, and I wondered if his prank was coming.
He shrugged. "I'm just saying, you need to take better care of yourself. I'll make dinner." H
