"Eat slowly. The food isn't running away. If it's not enough, I'll make more for you."
Resting her chin against her hand while watching her little brother eat, Annabelle couldn't help but chuckle at how voraciously he was devouring the hamburgers.
Christian nodded, yet his eating speed barely slowed at all.
Only after eight out of the ten hamburgers had disappeared did he finally lean back slightly and look toward her.
"Aren't you eating?"
"No, I'm already full."
Annabelle shook her head softly. Then she reached out, wiping a bit of sauce from the corner of his mouth with her finger before absentmindedly bringing it to her lips.
The sight of her finger sucked clean, glistening after it was taken out from her mouth, made heat flare up inside Christian instantly.
He leaned forward and captured her lips with his own.
His tongue slipped into her mouth, shamelessly searching for the nonexistent "remaining sauce," though in the end, all he really tasted was her warmth and saliva.
