It was well after 10 A.M. as the morning sun came streaming into Noah's room, but it was the wonderful aroma of bacon being cooked that had wafted into his room that roused him from his sleep. He rolled over to face away from the window's bright glare, but his stomach grumbled loudly in protest of his plans to fall back to sleep. Soon, his hunger won out, causing him to sit up on the edge of his bed. With his mind on food, he had managed to temporarily push the previous night's incident from his mind. He stumbled around his room, mindlessly grabbing a new pair of shorts and shirt from his drawers. He slipped on the shorts and headed downstairs. He managed to get his shirt on by the time he reached the living room.
He walked into the kitchen, seeing his sister standing by the stove as she piled more fresh fluffy pancakes on the stack on the plate that she held. She spun around with a smile plastered on her face as she saw him.
"About time you woke up." Madison laughed. "I thought you might be hungry."
Noah sat down at the table. She had set out two glasses, plates and silverware. He reached over and grabbed the carton of orange juice and poured himself a glass and grabbed several strips of bacon from the plate that sat at the center of the table. She turned off the burner and placed the plate of hot fluffy pancakes down.
She watched him, a devilish grin plastered across her face as she watched him pile three of the large pancakes onto his place and slather them with butter and syrup. "Thanks, sis." He said before stuffing a big bite of them into his mouth. She poured herself a glass of juice and took a sip.
"Well, it's the least I could do after what you did for me last night." She said softly before reaching for a couple of strips of bacon. She took a bite, then reached for the plate of pancakes. Madison did not notice the look of utter shock that was frozen on her brother's face as the realization of what she was talking about hit him. He sat there, a large partially chewed bit still in his mouth as he stared at her.
He forced himself to swallow as he tried to find the words to say. He suddenly felt sick to his stomach. He finally mustered up the words "Maddie, we shouldn't have done that. You know it was wrong."
Madison shook her head as she chuckled. "Don't tell me you regret it. You certainly enjoyed yourself last night while you were burying your cock in me." She said brazenly. "Listen to me, Noah. No one will even know what happened between us." She said trying to soothe his rattled nerves. "I have thought about it for a long time and I knew you were the only person I wanted to take my virginity. You are the only person I really trust like that." Her cheeks began to flush as she said "Besides, it was always you that I fantasized about doing it ever since that time at the lake when I walked in on you changing out of your wet swim trunks."
The words floored him. He had never had a clue that she had felt this way about him. Sure, he had seen her looking at him when her friends have all gathered around and trying to flirt with him, but he always had assumed that she was just annoyed that they were giving him so much attention. He could not fathom how he could have missed it. Now, he was even more confused by his feelings. The revelation didn't make it all OK,, but at the same time, in some small way it did.
The thought that he had taken advantage of her inebriated state had added to his stress. Now that he knew that she had wanted this for quite some time, he felt a little relieved. "Why didn't you say something before last night?" He asked cautiously.
"I didn't know how you would react. Besides, we usually weren't alone for very long. I certainly didn't want mom or dad coming home in the middle of things." She replied.
He paused, taking a long slow sip of his juice. "That makes sense." He said before going quiet. The two of them ate in virtual silence, occasionally catching the other looking at them.
Madison felt a bit exposed after telling him the dirty little secret about fantasizing about him. Deep down, she was a little hurt that he seemed to just brush off the admission. When they both finished their food, she cleared away the plates, putting them in the dishwasher while he retreated back to his room to try to make sense of things.
By the time he stepped back into his bedroom, his phone was loudly buzzing, still in his pants pocket from the night before. He hurried to check it. Trevor, his best friend, wanted him to take a ride with him to drop off his cousin at the airport. The idea of getting away from it all sounded like paradise to Noah. It wasn't that he really wanted to get away from his sister, but the uncomfortable way that squirmed through the remainder of their breakfast had left him feeling uneasy. He had no idea what to say to her and despite his trepidation about what had happened, he certainly did not want to hurt her.
He quickly changed clothing and bounded down the steps. Madison had just finished up in the kitchen and was about to go upstairs when he met her at the bottom. "Trevor wants me to go with him to take Mike to the airport. I'll be home later. We can order pizza if you want." He blurted out quickly.
"That's fine." She said softly, trying to hide any feelings she had behind a slight hint of a smile. She turned to walk upstairs, still unsure about how she felt. Her brother's sudden and seemingly eager departure had left her second-guessing her choice. Did she make a huge mistake by letting him be the one to pop her cherry? It was a thought that would plague her the rest of the day.
Meanwhile, Noah was plagued by thoughts of his own. As he watched the scenery roll by the back window of Trevor's SUV he could not stop thinking about the look on his sister's face when he left. He also could not stop snippets from their late-night session from filling his mind. When the guys noticed his distracted behavior they asked him what was going on but he just lied and said he was slightly hungover from drinking at the reception after his parents departed.
It was a convenient little lie that the two of them eagerly swallowed. Trevor started teasing him, asking him about any eligible females that were in attendance. He laughed it off, mentioning a daughter of one of the women his mother worked with giving him the eye all night. There was no way he was going to divulge anything about what happened with his sister. It was then when his sister texted him asking him if he'd be back for dinner. He replied that he wouldn't so she should go ahead and eat without him.
After dropping off Mike, the two stopped and got some dinner not that far from home. It was a nice distraction from all of the thoughts that were floating through his head. They took their time, drinking several sodas after they finished while Trevor flirted with the waitress. Noah barely noticed how hot she really was. When they finally left, he had her number and was planning on seeing her later that week.
By the time that they got back it was nearly 10 P.M. Trevor tried to convince him to hang out at his place for a while but he declined, stating that he was getting a low-key headache. When he got out of the car, he felt a white-hot ball of dread forming in the pit of his stomach. He had tried to think about what to say to Madison but nothing felt right. He hoped that when he saw her that the words would somehow flow, but he doubted that would happen.
