I was sleeping when I suddenly felt someone touch my chest. When I opened my eyes, Colynn was smiling at me, as if she was being cute. I blushed when I noticed her chest without a bra.
“Why are you blushing, brother?” she asked, seemingly unaware of my reaction.
I hadn't yet recovered when Colynn suddenly slipped off the bed. I quickly helped her stand up and wondered if she was okay. “Are you hurt?” I asked, while she complained funny but cutely.
“Brother, why do you have a lump in your shorts?” she asked while staring at me as if she was just curious.
I was embarrassed and tried to divert the conversation, but she didn't stop. She smiled and insisted on holding on, so I just shook my head. I also realized that she wasn't wearing a bra, which is why I felt the heat of the situation earlier.
“What is this, Colynn? Stop it,” I said, as we laughed at the strange scene.
Despite everything, that simple moment was a joy. I remembered that even though he was innocent, there were still thrilling events that colored our bond as siblings. Moments like these are truly special even if only a simple room was the witness.
