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Justine looked excited to see Caramel. His face glowed as he continued to eye her interestingly, taking in her outfit. "You look really beautiful in that gown. He commented, dramatically twirling her around.

A slight gasp escaped my lips as I noticed the red gown she had on. It was mine and I had never worn it because I thought it was too bright for my taste. Watching her in it at the moment made me want to rip it off of her and tell him it belonged to me so he could praise me instead.

"Thank you, I got it from a very special someone." She placed her hand on her chest and turned to wink at me when she noticed he wasn't looking.

The little act from her warmed my heart and my brain wires were reconnected. I had to remember that Caramel was my sister, and one of my best friends. I had to control my jealousy and remember how much I loved her.

"Won't you let him in? Are you just going to keep your visitor standing over there?" I rolled my eyes at her.

"Oh no, we are good. My car is parked outside and if we do come in, I'll end up taking longer than I had expected to." He politely refused my offer, intertwining her fingers in his.

"Oh that is okay then." I smiled and tried to look away before I filled him in my fantasy and turned myself on.

"Justine! Don't you dare try leaving without eating some of my cookies." Becca yelled from the kitchen. I winced at her nonchalance. She was so free spirited and never minded embarrassing herself.

"Oh, so that's Becca." He chuckled. He could barely differentiate between Becca and I especially since we both had our hair blonde and cut. Caramel, he could always tell whether or not she had an hairstyle identical to ours.

"Becca, I'm saying hi." He called loud enough for her to hear. As if deciding it was rude for him to leave without seeing her, Becca walked into the living room taking off her cooking gloves.

"Why are you leaving so soon?" She frowned, coming close to him. "You have always loved my cookies, what is wrong now?" She asked, twitching her eyebrows and keeping her lips in an awkward position, the disappointment clearly written on her face.

"It is just Caramel and I have to-" He scratched the back of his neck, trying to find the perfect words to say. He hated to disappoint any member of Caramel's family.

"Come on Becca, let him alone." Our artificial redhead sister spoke in her boyfriend's defense. "We have places to be." She winked at him, failing at flirting.

Justine leaned his head forward while she moved hers upward. Their lips connected in a kiss and the action did things to my stomach that I didn't think were possible.

"Aww!" Becca grinned, blushing on their behalf while she pulled her phone out of her pocket, ignoring the flour stains on her hand. "Remain that way." She ordered them and took a quick snap.

"Text me that photo." Caramel beamed at Becca, rushing to her side to see the newly taken picture.

"You need to see how cute this is." Becca grinned, flashing her phone's screen in my direction. I forced a smile at her while my mind wandered to the many things those lips of his could do to me if they were between my thighs.

"Okay, it is time for us to leave." Justine announced. He was evidently growing impatient but he was trying to find the right shadow to hide it and make it seem like he could wait.

Caramel hurried to his side and waved us goodbye. "I'll see you two tomorrow. I'll be back before mom and dad come home." She informed us, tagging along with her boyfriend.

"Don't get pregnant." Becca warned, moving to shut the door behind them.

"I will remember not to." Caramel called back and disappeared from sight with Justine behind her.

"Aren't they just the cutest couple?" Becca asked me, her face fixed in a smile as she strode back into the kitchen while I trailed behind her. "They are my couple goals."

"They are mine too." I admitted with a sigh. I needed a therapist to help me get over Justine. It was dangerous to my mental health and Caramel would never forgive me if she found out my secret love was none other than her boyfriend.

"Well you already have a boyfriend. I'm single and searching." She put the gloves back on and moved to see the baking progress. "Nobody would even look at me. What do you guys do that I don't? We literally look like the same person!" She waved her hands dramatically in air, earning a chuckle from me.

Sam was a good man but he was my distraction. I had only said yes to his offer that I became his girlfriend because I wanted nothing more than a distraction from my attraction with Justine. It turned out useless, only making me crave more of the great guy everyday.

"Justine and Caramel will be here tomorrow to help us prepare for mom and dad's arrival." Becca said, opening the refrigerator and pulling out a carton of milk. She filled its content into two glasses and handed one to me.

Our parents had been in Australia for a business trip in the last month and were finally returning tomorrow.

That meant I would see more of Justine. I wished dearly that he would find a reason to leave my sister and focus on me and nothing more. I jumped off the counter and gulped down the milk she had offered me.

"Thank you." I appreciated her effort. I knew my wish could only remain in my imagination. I sighed and charged towards the stairs, ready to leave for my bedroom so I could do what I knew was best to relieve me of stress at times like this.

"Where are you going?" Becca curbed an eyebrow at me.

"Let us say," I smirked at her. "To warm up." I knew she didn't get my message and so I left her presence regardless. I was going to get solo satisfaction with a picture of Justine.