“Um, hi. I’m Caitlyn,” my little sun says in a quiet voice.
“Well, Caitlyn, it’s nice to meet you.” Lex sits on the barstool next to her, and her body stiffens.
“Lex, get the fuck away from her. Now,” I tell him.
He looks from me to Caitlyn. Understanding dawns on the idiot, and he stands. “I’m starving. What you cooking?” He walks around the fridge to put the space between himself and Caitlyn that she needs.
“I’m waiting for Caitlyn to tell me what she wants,” I explain while keeping my eyes firmly locked on her.
“Um, toast?” she asks.
“French toast?” I suggest.
“Sure.” She smiles.
Knowing that’s about all I’m going to get out of her with Lex here, I shove my baby brother out of the way and grab everything I need for French toast. I then grab some bacon and eggs from the fridge and get to work.
“Ma was just here,” I tell Lex.
“I know. How do you think I heard about my new sister?” He chuckles.
“What’d you do to get yourself kicked out of NYU?” I ask him.
“I threw some jock out of a three-story building,” he answers in Russian.
“Did you make sure he couldn’t talk?” I continue in Russian, because this is not a conversation Caitlyn needs to hear.
“I’m not an amateur,” Lex huffs, returning to English.
“What language are you speaking?” Caitlyn chimes in.
“Russian.”
“You’re Russian?” Her eyes widen. This time in surprise instead of fear.
“Half. Our father is Russian, our mother is Italian,” I tell her.
“Do you speak Italian too?”
“Yes.” I nod.
“That’s cool,” she says.
“Do you speak anything other than English?” Lex asks her.
“No.” Caitlyn shakes her head.
“So, how did you end up with this idiot here? You know, I’m the much better looking brother. I can get you out of here. Just blink twice if you need an escape.” Lex turns and smiles at her.
I slap him across the back of the head. “Leave her alone.” Then I smirk at Caitlyn. “Ignore him. My mother dropped him on his head as an infant.”
She giggles a little, and I swear my cock hardens at the sound. I need to get my brother out of here. “How many siblings do you have?” she questions.
“Two, this idiot and the sister you saw yesterday.”
“Oh shit, you met Mabilia?” Lex gasps. “She’s insane, but don’t worry, I’ll protect you from her crazy.”
“Again, ignore him. My sister isn’t going to do anything to you,” I’m quick to add.
