Gone chapter 3

"What the hell is this attitude Kyle?" I ask my husband when I close the door and he shrugs. "What do you mean, I just asked him how long he wanted to stay." Kyle defends and I sigh deeply, shaking my head. "He is my little brother Kyle, I love him dearly and he is welcome to stay here as long as he wants, whenever he wants, understand?" I tell him with my voice full of anger and he pulls up his eyebrows. "This is my house too..." He starts, but I glare at him and shut him up. "Don't you dare go that way Kyle, the way you asked him was very inappropriate, it sounded like you wanted him to leave right now and I won't tolerate that. You can tell me if something bothers you, you can ask me anything, but you don't go off on him like that." I almost jell and put my arms around my stomach, soothing the baby inside me, telling her that it's okay.

Kyle stares at me for a moment, but then his eyes soften and he sighs deeply. "You're right, that was very inappropriate off me, I'm sorry." He apologises and I shake my head. "Oh Kyle, you weirdo. What is bothering you?" I ask him, glad I don't have to jell at him anymore. He just sighs again and walks up to me, wrapping his arms around me. "I just hadn't expected him and I really wanted to enjoy this evening with you." He whispers temptingly in my ear and I grin at him. "Hmm, well I would've liked that to but we can do that any other time baby, you know that. There will be plenty alone time for you and me and when there is, I suggest you keep your uniform on." I taunt and kiss him lightly, flirting a little. He chuckles and rolls his eyes, before kissing me back, harder this time. "Hmm, babe not now... Will you do me a favour please and apologise to Spence. He doesn't feel welcome right now and he should never feel that way in my house." I whisper and break up the kiss. He rolls his eyes, but smiles and walks into the living room. I hear his husky voice and assured that he apologised I start to make his dinner ready. I give it to him and the rest of the night I spend watching movies with my two favourite men in the world.

The next morning I wake up unusually late, around eight am. Normally my girl starts kicking earlier so I can't help but feel worried while I get up. I shower and dress, before walking downstairs. When I walk into the living room I notice Spence, still asleep on the couch. That confuses me, yes we had the visitors room changed into our still to come daughters room, but that doesn't mean my little brother has to sleep on the couch. He looks so cute while asleep I can't get it over my heart to wake him up and silently I start to make breakfast. I ruin it all in the end when I drop my frying pan and it drops on the floor with as much noise as it could possibly make, startling Spence. He sits up immediately and rubs in his eyes, groaning. "Morning Spence, sorry bout that." I jell towards the living room and I hear him moan, before he falls back and tries to go on sleeping. I put our breakfast on the table and watch how he drifts back to sleep. I watch how his breathing slows down and I suddenly get the motivation to wake him up, also an old tradition. Spencer has one major weakness and till now only I know about it. He's severely ticklish, I've used it against him all my life and now I think about it, I haven't tortured him in quit a while. I smirk and very silently walk up to the couch, crouching in to jump. I am pregnant now, my stomach isn't that big but it's already making it harder for me to move so I have to be careful to not crush Spence when I jump on him. He's already so thin, like literally really thin.
Very carefully I crouch down deeper and then I jump, making Spencer groan and opens his eyes instantly with a big 'oof'. I quickly place myself on top of his waist and smirk at him. "What the hell Abby? What are you doing?" Spencer moans and tries to struggle out but that's impossible, especially now with the weight of my baby with me. "I thought that it would be fun to repeat another old tradition." I tell him and he looks at me in confusion. I just stare back at him, he's brilliant, he will figure it out any minute. Indeed, after a couple seconds his eyes grow wide and he shakes his head violently. "No, no Abby, don't you dare to do that to me." He demands and tries to struggle out of my grip but it's useless. "I knew you'd figure it out." I tease and grab his arms, pinning them down under my knees, he's completely helpless now and he knows it. "No, Abby please... I'm too old for that, we're not kids anymore, don't do it!" He tries again, trying to talk himself out of it but I just chuckle. "It will not matter how old you are Spencer, understand?" I demand while squeezing his sides twice, making him squeal and giggle. "Yes, yes I understand, it doesn't mean that you can just keep doing it to me Ab." He squeals and finally gives up struggling. "Well, I think I can." I say and dig my fingers in his sides.
Spencer jumps, squeals and bursts out in laughter, trashing all over the place. "God Abby, stop!" He jells out, but I just squeeze his sides some more, before I move on to his stomach, his second most ticklish spot. He screams and throws his head back in laughter, which makes me chuckle. He's so adorable, laughing so hard like this and begging me to have mercy. It brings me back to when we were teenagers, whenever he was sad ore cranky this was my way of making him smile, always. "Abby, I'm begging you! Mercy... MERCY!" He screams again through his laughter and I shake my head, grabbing one of his arms and pin it down over his head, while I keep taunting his stomach with my other hand. "God Abby no, not there, I'll do anything, please..." Spencer starts begging when he realises what I'm about to do and starts struggling again. "A little more Spence, then you're free to go." I taunt and dig my fingers in his exposed armpit. He completely loses control, trashes around while he laughs hysterically. His armpits are by far his worst tickling spot and I wouldn't be his big sister if I didn't know that. "Abby STOP, no, no, no, no, no, no, I give, I give, stop!" He manages to scream and I decide he has had enough with that. I stop and climb off him, leaving him panting and gasping for breath on the couch. "Don't ever do that again." He gasps and sits up, hugging his knees. "I'm sorry baby but sometimes I have to." I chuckle and kiss his cheek before sitting back down at the table. He sighs but gets up and sits down next to me. Together we eat breakfast, Kyle already gone to work.