Chapter Seven

"Food is ready." Alexia announced, walking into the dinning room with two plate of pasta and stew on a tray, on her hand.

"Finally, I've been silently dying of pure hunger." Aaron said, his fingers drumming on the surface of the dinning table, impatient.

"Jerk." Alexia mutters under her breath, "I heard that sis, anyway this pasta does scent nice. I hope, my hope won't be dashed when I actually have a taste of the spaghetti." 

"Just shut up." Alexia says annoyed. She is not angry at her brother for doing what he did in the kitchen, but she's angry at herself for giving in to him. She should have pushed him away, she should have said something, anything at all but no, she just stood there, right there in the kitchen, and let her brother, her twin brother touched her. She let his hands freely roam on her body, touching and groping her boobs.

Her fist tightened, goes over to the other end of the dinning table, to