With a quick wave to her sister, Emily bounded out of the kitchen, her juicy behind bouncing with each step that threatened to have me drooling from the corner of my mouth like a drummer concentrating on his beats per minute.
"Breakfast's up," Amanda said cheerily.
I turned back to my eldest sister just in time to see her gorgeous smile as she placed a steaming plate of fluffy scrambled eggs, crispy bacon and two fat pork sausages in-front of me, along with two thick slices of buttered toast. Yeah, I was drooling for real this time.
I dug in after thanking Amanda, and she gave me a pleasant smile. I focused on shoving as much food into my mouth as possible-without choking-as I ran through what I wanted to say to my sister. She seemed to be in good spirits, so either she didn't remember
