"Cleo, honey. Could you come here please?" I awoke to the voice of my mother calling me out in the kitchen, interrupting my slumber.

Surprisingly, I haven't noticed that I had fallen asleep when I originally plan to help her in the kitchen. I've been quite the sleepyhead these past few days and always the least productive among them as I always find myself tired and drawn to the idea of sleep.

I stood going towards her, too see her making some final touches to the finished cook. The aroma hit my sense and my stomach already grumbled from the fact that it smells so good, I really needed to eat.

"Shit, I'm sorry I fell asleep." I sheepishly said, greeting her as I was beside her.

"Language honey." She reminded while her eyes were set on the meal at hand.

I mentally roll my eyes, a rule that she always had for me to avoid while I helplessly can't. I love her though but her constant reminding are chimney pipes to my ear.

"Could you taste this one? I just want to make sure if it's not too sour." She spoke, pointing the meal that was set on the table.

"Sure." I chirp, willing to do so.

Taking a spoon, I carefully took a little of the food bringing it into my mouth, I moan in delight as I thoroughly taste its outcome and it was just the right one, it was not too sweet and not too sour.

"This is good." I murmur in agreement whilst I was still in the midst of tasting one.

"Thank you honey, I was actually going to bring this at the office. My staff are dying to try this one out." She delightedly explained.

Mom is always a ray of sunshine, she was a well-rounded woman, always a giver and a helper. No wonder why Chris fell in love with her though, she wasn't as those typical middle-aged bimbos who thrive for the stability of money. I smiled at the thought, while I lend an ear as to how her current days went well.

"That's great, but can I get some? I'm really hungry." I chirp with a plead, as her eyes had snapped at me a look of confusion on her face.

"You just ate a while ago." She stated.

"Well, I'm hungry again and the food tastes good, please?" I persisted, beaming while I was ready to take a mouthful of food.

"Okay dear, whatever you want." She sighed, smiling to herself and at the same time packing the foods to its container as she was about to leave.

Mindlessly indulging the food in my plate, she went towards me but there was a change of her expression. As if she was hesitant, there was a question in her eyes.

"Honey, I've been wanting to ask you this but I've been busy that I hadn't got the time to but I just wanted to know if ..." She trails off and she seems to be thinking, this could be serious.

"What mom?" I said, more than anxious that I was before.

"I've noticed that you and Matheo have been spending a lot of time together ... it's nice to see you two getting along but I just can't help but wonder if this is just a casual relationship?" She questioned.

Heart erratically breathing, I was basically under pressure to speak out an answer. Never have I expected that our interactions inside the house have been deemed little out of hand, we were basically spending time more than a brother and a sister should. Let alone keeping it casual it just proves that it got to the point that my mother was starting to notice.

I force a laughter, brows furrowed shaking my head in disagreement.

"Of course not ... Matheo and I are like you said we are just starting to get along mom, ever since we got here we really didn't had a normal conversation like getting to know each other and that besides were practically under the same roof." I found myself almost rambling, hoping to convince her with my actions.

And like it all made sense, her lips formed into a small smile as she clearly thought of my explanation. "You're right, I guess I'm just overthinking. Sorry sweetie, it just feels too good to be true." She gives me an apologetic smile.

Overthinking really does take you to places.

I sigh, smiling back at her. "It's fine mom, I know you're just looking out for me. Have you been taking enough sleep lately? you might be stressed out."

Did I just kind of sarcastically replied to my mother. My inner-being was teasing me, but I still made sure to put on a good show to make it look believable.

"Nah, just the old age getting into me." She chuckles, looking at me with adoration.

"Stay safe mom." I genuinely flash her a smile, as I hugged her and then she utter a faint will do and stay safe honey, wasting no time as she went outside headed to the office.

The past few weeks, Matheo and I had been a little too casual like we where having a lot of moments and time for together that maybe I think my mother had started to question when she saw we were hanging out more than what normally siblings do. When technically they'd be at each other's throat or a little bit distant though when it comes to us, we ate breakfast together even being his company as he goes outside to get his car and head to work and the like. If I'd be the friend, I'd speculate there might be something more serious than just our plain relationship as well. We practically can't keep our hands to each other, let alone little displays of affection whenever we get to sneak one. This was starting to be a reminder and we should definitely talk.

After she left, I hastily took a seat craving for the food on the table. I ate, munching on a bag of chips while at the same time taking a bit of the classic lasagna mom had cooked. I've been under the weather, and food was my comfort at the moment considering Matheo was at work, I was basically the caretaker of the house. My phone rang and as if on cue, his caller ID was on display.

"Hey." I brightly acknowledged, cheerful this time that I had the chance to talk to him.

"You sound so happy to talk to me, missing me already?" He jokingly said, as he smirked after while I giggle at the end of line.

Mentally thinking of what his face would look like right now, reminded by his sly smile and his throaty chuckle that was giving me a good feeling, I can't wait for him to go home.

"Please, don't flatter yourself." I stated, smiling so much from the conversation.

"What have you been up to?" He said.

"Just eating and missing you." I sigh, longing for his arms and his company.

"How about you? a busy day ahead?" I questioned, voice laced in concern.

"Yeah, as usual were busy. I just called to check up on you, I miss you too babygirl." He softly uttered, as his voice were his arms engulfing me into comfort rather than the food that I've been devouring for the last couple of minutes.

My heart warmed, thinking of how I gut lucky this time to deserve a guy like him. And yes, I've been a sappy human being.

"You stay safe, okay? Break a leg and remember I'm always proud of you." I wholeheartedly professed.

"I will, and you too. You take care, I can't wait to go home. I'm actually gonna bring some food. What take-out would you like this time?" He stated.

"Oh, yes. I would really love that! Chinese would do." I ecstatically respond, as it got me excited and thankful he insisted to bring another one this time.

"Again?" He chuckles, surprised.

"Yes, again." I groan just from the thought of the food.

"Okay babe." He respond, while I can sense he was shaking his head smirking from the choice that I picked.

Well, he insisted so.

As soon as the plate was empty, my stomach was full. I washed it off at the sink and did a couple of chores at the house while I find it a time to entertain myself and do something productive. The whole time that I did, I was having a headache but successfully I made it through the day.

They day went on like a blur, then comes the night. Matheo came home by nightfall, hearing his car's engine. In a hurried manner, I came to open the door just right in time as he was about to come in.

"I missed you." The first thing that I spoke, both looking into each other's eyes with a knowing smile on our faces, I gave him a hug like I was holding onto him for dear life.

"I missed you too baby." He replied while we both embraced and then after a minute we went on towards the dining room.

"Long day?" I questioned, as I was fond to every parts of him. Not just for his body but for his attitude, his interests, everyday activities and everything that there is actually.

"Yeah, but it pays off though." He reasoned while his eyes gazed at me, filled with admiration.

I blushed, laughing while we walk hand on hand, but the other side of me felt like my mouth was already watering from the scent of the food, and just by the smell for sure it was cooked to the finest.

"Come here, let me get this out of you." I insisted and he willingly went, as I took his coat out to make him feel comfortable.

"I feel like you're more happy on the take-out rather than us spending some time at the moment." He playfully stated and he laughs softly, eyes were observant.

"Ugh, can you blame me. It smells so good." I go along, joking while at the same time I was delighted and was ready to eat.

"Well, you're always spoiling me." I cooed, going behind him and wrapping my arms around his chest.

"Because you deserve the best." He responds, turning around to acknowledge me as it was his turn to wrap his strong arms around my body loving the way they feel as I fit perfectly.

His forearms which I loved, they deserved some observing of their own as I thought. To much of our advantage, our guardians were not still around giving us the privilege to spend some time together before going upstairs. We gaze at each other and he leans down, as I watched breathlessly and his warm breath fanned across my face, anticipating. I sigh in contentment as his lips met mine, slowly but needy. Heat travelled across my body as I kissed him back, my arms reached up tangled around his neck pressing my lips further as he parts his, our tongues moving smoothly devouring each other with love and fulfillment. But then we slowly pull apart, as confused as I was he spoke.

"Not now." He stated, his hand caressing my cheek while I look up at him adoring him with all that I have.

I was surprised that he was able to say such a thing and muster up his self control when in fact, I always say that shit to remind him. After we made our relationship official, the sex was out of hand. We were seriously fucking whenever we get the chance to, to a lot quickies and sneaking, we basically had blessed every corner of this house and when mom and daddy is away, we just come out to play and fuck our brains out.

"We need to be cautious this time, they should be on their way home." Sensing the expression on my face, a look of confused and sexually deprived. He had on a wry smile, knowing how well I was already thinking of doing indecent shit with him.

But speaking of cautious, the conversation that I had with mom replayed in my mind. Taking this as an opportunity to talk about it, I didn't hesitate.

"About that, I have something to tell you." I spoke.

"What is it?" Attentive of what I was about to say, he asked and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

"I had this conversation with mom, she asked me if ... if we were just hanging out like a normal thing and not for anything serious. She noticed how close we were these days." I explained, as the look on his face turned serious in that moment.

"And what did you told her?" He sternly replied, looking at me.

"That we are still getting to know each other, enjoying and hanging out since we haven't had a normal talk ever since we got here." I respond.

"She seemed to believe it, her question took me off guard though. What if they find out?" I asked, and the question settled in like a big pop quiz.

What if it really does, the hardest part of it all. The moment we get caught and find this out, this would start a whole colossal mess real quick. Worry and panic came through me, as this is another question of, what if?

"We'll get through this, I'll make sure they won't. Don't worry, okay? you're right we may have caused a bug on her ear by not being able to control ourselves but we'll keep it casual and cautious this time." He calmly explain, as he cupped my cheeks with both hands and he kisses the top of my head, giving me the reassurance that I need.

"I love you." I spoke as soon as possible, making sure as well that I'd given him the reassurance and inspiration.

He genuinely smiles, with his longingly gaze filled with adoration. "I love you too."

Then we both took a seat, opening the take-outs and came into view is the mouthwatering image of the newly cooked meals. The whole time we ate, I was basically trying to fit everything into my mouth as I never even bothered to make a conversation with him and while he was busy observing me as well, he'll occasionally laugh and make cute comments making me feel special in the right time while I ate. Taking a bite of the chicken, he cleared his throat grabbing my attention.

"Slow down, you might choke." His voice was full of worry, a serious expression plastered on his face.

But I never listened, the taste melted on my taste buds perfectly. Finishing the last one, I started to speak.

"The only thing that I let myself choke, is your cock down my throat." I bluntly respond, earning a devious smile on his face softly biting his lower lip.

"You just continue to amaze me." He spoke, leaning on his seat and gazing at me.

I mischievously smile, giving him a wink. I might be full after eating a ton food, but I was definitely hungry for the other type.