After I had eaten my fill, I resolved to stop staring at my sister and to try to steer things back to normal. That was when I became aware that our waiter was ogling my sister's creamy cleavage where it was displayed by the plunging neckline of her dress. Dad caught the guy staring more than once, but didn't seem awfully upset. I realized then that most guys in the restaurant were not only checking out my sister, but were obviously jealous of me for sitting next to her.
I leaned in to Annette and murmured, "You know every guy in this place is checking you out. That dress looks amazing on you."
I heard her suck in a breath as she looked around. Some of those guys were not subtle at all. I felt her slide her hand around my arm and she leaned up to whisper in my ear.
"I'm so lucky I have a
