Hello? Oh, hey Sis. Yeah, I’m fine. We just got deep into a conversation, and lost track of time. Sorry to keep you waiting.”
“Oh, it’s okay,” she said meekly, knowing she probably sounded a little too obvious. “I hadn’t heard from you in a while, and I was just checking to see if you were alright. Oh, and Gwen said something about you picking up some stuff so she could do her science project…?”
“Ahhh,” he said putting the heel of his hand to his forehead. “I totally forgot. I’m on my way back.”
“Excellent. The twins are in bed, just so you know.”
“Well, if you’re tired, which, after an evening with those little people, I’m sure you are, just sack out in the guest room and head home tomorrow.”
Sissy was thrilled. “Well, now that you mention it, they did give me a run for my money. Thanks, Joe.”
“Of course hon. It’s the least that I can do. Make yourself at home, and I’ll get there soon.”
“Alright, Joe. You be safe now. See you when you get home.”
Sissy hung up the phone and finished picking up around the downstairs area. After sending Gwen upstairs to her room to wind down her day, then checking on the twins, she tiptoed across the hall to the master bedroom.
The moon was streaming in through the double doors that led to a private outdoor patio, so there was little need for her to turn on the light.
Sissy took her time and inspected every inch of the room; the sleekly finished dresser drawers, the back of the chaise lounge, the end of the king sized bed. She stepped briefly into the master bath - the air was still thick with the scent of Joe’s soap.
There was a bath towel folded over the shower curtain rod, most likely used that morning when Joe was getting ready. Sissy buried her face in the towel, enveloping herself in the scent. She did the same thing when she removed one of his older sweatshirts folded in the closet-grey, with the University logo barely visible on the front, and a neckline that was showing signs of wear and tear.
Stripping down to her underwear, she felt something delicious about her level of undress in this room. She donned Joe’s sweatshirt, her long shapely legs practically flowing beneath the hem. She studied herself in the full length mirror on the wall; turning this way and that, gently tossing her hair, pleased with how alluring she looked.
As she heard the approach of Joe’s car, she quickly picked up her clothes, and made her way upstairs to the guest room.
There were no thoughts of her baby sister’s previous occupation here. At this point, Joe was Sissy’s goal. She would not be deterred or denied. Whatever his current fascination with Maggie West, it was time for Sissy to do whatever she could set her own personal wheels in motion in order to get him shift his focus to her.