*Jinxx’s POV*

Jake: Hey man, you’ve been gone a while everything okay?

Jinxx: Yeah, we’re fine. We headed back to Ash’s place, hope that’s ok?

Jake: Hey it’s Ash, that’s fine. Is Myah ok? She didn’t tell us you were going.

I passed the phone over to Myah.

Jinxx: It’s meeeeee! (Myah) We’re fine. I just had bit of a headache and Jinxx didn’t want me going home alone, see you soon?

Jake: Ash said that we will probably be out all night, we’ve decided that we will be going on a crawl along the boulevard strip :P Expect very drunk people, at a ridiculous time in the morning xD

I checked the time, 10.27pm. Myah laughed at Jake’s reply and handed my phone back to me before getting up and leaving the living room.

Jinxx: Okay man, just be careful ok? We want everyone back in one piece!

I set my phone down on the coffee table and leant back on the sofa, letting out a big sigh. I felt awful for what I said… for what I did to Myah.

“Yeah?” I made my way through and leant against the wooden doorframe.

“I’m sorry for everything I said and did back there.”

“It’s okay sweetie. I know you didn’t mean it. You’re just hurting. I’m sorry too.”

“What the hell are you sorry for? You have nothing to apologise for.”

“Yes I do. We all do. You should have told us. Going through a divorce is hard enough, let alone doing it by yourself, and not telling the people closest to you that you had even broken up! We all assumed Sammi and you were okay. So yeah, I have got to apologise. For not kicking your ass and tickling the truth out of you!” She really cheered me up.

“What like this?” I scooped her up from where she was standing (about to make some hot cocoa I think) and carried her into the living area. She didn’t take it too well. She was fidgeting and writhing about in my arms, but I managed to keep hold of her till I placed her down onto the sofa and started tickling her.

“No! JIIIIINXXXXX STOP ITTTT!” She was giggling and shouting at me to stop. “Jinxx please, it hurts! Make it stop! The laughing… It hurts!” I stopped tickling her, and I had her in my embrace, panting and she occasionally let out a chuckle. “Oh dear. You’re in trouble now Mr Fergusson.”

“Pfft. What are you going to do about it!?”

Her head was down resting against my chest, but she removed her hands from around my waist, and put them flat out on my chest and for a moment I thought she was about to push me away. I loosened my hug to let her go, but she looked up at me as her hands gripped the front of my shirt, pulling me down to her level.

She kissed me.

It was a fast, fierce kiss that took me by surprise. I didn't have time to think, and I didn't know how to respond.

“That’s what I’ll do.” She blinked at me, I think she was almost surprised that she had done it herself, then she did it again.

I let my jaw relax, my mouth open a little, pulled back to seek a comfortable position and as soon as I began to sink into the kiss, she pulled back suddenly. It was startling, there was a certain look in her eye, something seemingly soul deep. I could see anger, fury, but not hate, something painful. It froze me.

“I'm so sorry! Why am I so stupid!” she yelled and pushed herself away from me, leaving the sofa, running across the room, up the stairs and into her room, slamming the door behind her. I really didn't know what to do.

I didn’t know she thought of me that way. I mean, she’s Ashley’s little sister. I’ve never allowed myself to feel anything for her before now. I’ve always been attracted to Myah, but I fell for Sammi, knowing that I couldn’t have Myah. I couldn’t be her everything, and she couldn’t be mine.

I left it fifteen minutes or so before I went up the stairs, placed the two mugs I had on the floor and knocked gently at the bedroom door.

“Myah, honey?” I let my head rest against the door. “I’ve made that hot chocolate, would you like me to leave it out here for you?” I heard a little movement.

"No, it’s okay, you can come in if you want to."

I took a deep breath and opened her door, before picking up both mugs of cocoa. She was sitting on her bed, you could tell immediately she had been crying. Her eyes were puffy, her face red and blotchy, and there were a small pile of crumpled tissues on the floor. She smiled at me bravely.

"Thank you Jinxx. Ash always makes me hot chocolate when we have a row. It’s his way of saying that everything is okay and that he wasn't angry anymore. Takes him a few hours sometimes." She let out a soft chuckle.

"Well, I'm not angry at you. We didn’t really have a row anyway."

"No, I know, I just thought you might be angry because of what I did."

I smiled, and sipped from my mug, and shook my head "Listen here Missy, let me tell you, no man has ever gotten angry because a beautiful young woman kissed him. Well not unless she did it in front of his wife." I joked.

She looked at me with a serious frown. “That’s not funny.” She paused “What happened between you two?”

I shrugged. "I thought I had found the right girl for me. Things just didn't work out. She fell in love with someone while she was away on tour. But it’s okay, we both deserve to be happy, and we weren’t. Don’t get me wrong, I do miss her, but we just weren’t made for each other. We were miserable more than happy nowadays.”

“Oh.” Was all she could reply. She tried to lighten the mood. “You’re not going to turn gay now are you?”

I nearly choked on my cocoa.

“What?! No!” we laughed at the thought of that. “I have nothing against gay people, but I’m straight thank you.”

“Oh good.”

“Good? Why good?” She was blushing at my question. “Sorry, you don’t have to answer that.”

She didn’t say anything in reply, but she slid across the bed, and brought her body against mine. She looked up at me, and she looked so vulnerable and scared. She steadied her breathing, taking a few deep breaths and sighed.

She kissed me again.

It wasn't fierce this time. It was so soft at first I almost wasn't sure her lips had even touched mine. She moved her hand onto my shoulder hesitantly, her body moved closer still to mine, until we were just touching. Gently, softly, she pressed a little more. I couldn't resist. It wasn't just lust, although I was extremely fired up. I was simply lost in the moment, and I was experiencing a new sensation that I hadn’t felt with anyone else before. I felt extremely privileged, and lucky in a way. Myah had always expressed how scared of anything sexual she was. She may have been a Purdy, but she remained untouched by anyone. She had never even kissed before.

We would all joke about how Ashley inherited all of the sexual genes, and she was so innocent that she didn’t have any. Ashley was happy with that. With the fact that no one would touch her, but here I am… Kissing his baby sister.

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