Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

My Special Heat:>Ep5

I'm not sure how much twe spent in my bed. | lost track of everything except for the feel of my sister under

my fingers. The sweetness of her breath on my cheek. Neither of us fell asleep, that was for sure. Eventually,

Betsy pulled back. My lips ached from all the kissing we'd been doing, but I still felt the disappointment well up in

my chest.

"That should keep me," Betsy said, "At least for a few hours."

| raised my eyebrow at her.

"Right now, | feel pretty warm," Betsy said, "As warm as | get anyway. But once we break apart it slips away. I'm

cold by the tI'm back in bed. But last night, after the kiss, it kinda lasted for a while. Long enough forto

fall asleep. | guess it's like charging up my heat battery. Your kisses are more efficient than your hugs or

something."

"And you feel like you'll be OK now?"

"Hope so," Betsy said. She gavea quick kiss on the cheek before she scampered out of my room.

I lay back, arms behind my head on the pillow. A strange sense of satisfaction washed over me. | felt completely

at ease with the world. Like | was drifting down a broad stream on a warm summer day. My door popped back

open.

"Hey," Betsy called into my room, "Camp is off tomorrow for sreason, you want to meet for lunch?"

My work schedule was busy, but never so much that I couldn't step out for a quick bite. | nodded my agreement

and my little sister smiled so bright it lit the room.

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We met at an outdoor cafe, one of those cute seafood places on a dock near the water that you find every three

feet on the Florida coast. We sat in the afternoon heat and ate our sandwiches (we both got the mahi-mahi),

chatting idly about school and life. Even though we were out on a metal jetty under the blistering sun, Betsy was

dressed in her usual heavy outfit; like it might snow at any second. | got sweaty just looking at her.

We didn't make out or even kiss. At one point, Betsy held my hand, but only for a little bit. We didn't act in any

way different than what we were, a brother and sister enjoying lunch together. And yet, it so very much

obviously a date between the two of us, it felt scandalous.

Midway through our meal, Betsy's head popped up. Like a thought had just occurred to her.

"Why are you single?" she asked, out of nowhere.

"What?" | nearly fell back out of my chair. | knew my sister wasn't trying to be hurtful, but the question was so

direct | didn't know how to respond to it.

"Sorry," Betsy said, "You only caught the tail end of the conversation | was having in my head."

| nodded like that made any sense.

"I was thinking about how nice it was to sit here with you," Betsy said, tossing her long brown braid behind her

shoulder, "And how it would be a nice date if we weren't well, you know." "Related?"

"Exactly," Betsy said, "And that gotthinking about what a great boyfriend you'd be. | mean, you're cute and

tall. You've got a good body. Your hugs are lovely, and your kisses are, well, better than a sister should know,

anyway."

| felt my cheeks go hot. | looked down and tried to hide it with my sandwich, but | was smiling too hard to take a

bite.

"And you're a good guy. Funny and caring. | like spending twith you more than just about anyone. Truly."

"Which led you to the thought you finally spoke aloud," | said, "Why am | single?"

"Yes," Betsy said. She looked positively thrilled with my ability to complete her broken thoughts. "Do you want to

be?" "No," | said, "I miss a lot of things that go with being in a relationship. Of course, there's the, um, physical

stuff. You know?" This time, Betsy looked down and blushed.

"But mostly I just like having that emotional connection. That's why Mel and | broke up. | realized that we were

faking it. | wanted more. But finding that is hard. You don't get there after a few dates, if you even get that far."

"Having the finish line feel so distant makes it hard to start," Betsy said, "But you still have to begin."

"I've tried," | said, "Am trying. But right now, not so much. What about you? You're cute and funny. Smart and

se... | mean, you're alright for a sister. So, are you choosing to be single or has the universe forced it on you?"

"Somewhere in between," Betsy said.

The waitress cby and cleared our plates. | sat patiently and waited while that business was done so that my

sister could explain herself.

"Unlike my brother, who is pretty great for a brother, most guys are only interested in one thing," Betsy said.

"Icthyology," | said, nodding empathetically.

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Betsy smiled at me, wistfully. "Maybe. If | was warm."

After we paid the check, Betsy got up from her seat and gavea quick peck on the cheek. | drove back to the

office, feeling so high that I could have walked the whole way. My feet wouldn't have ever touched the ground.