Sensible? Could anyone ever describe Carly as sensible? A grin formed on his lips, and he followed his sister instantly, like a lost puppy that knew exactly where he was and what he was doing. Not so much a lost puppy more-so that a brother with a.. crush? On his twin. How lovely.

"Carly... What was that about?" He questioned, playing himself off as clueless, as if he didn't enjoy the particular movement, "Did you just kiss me?" He was teasing her, but didn't let that be known. He'd toy with her for a bit before diving in for the kill.

"I know you did..." He finished lamely, staring at the back of his sister smugly.

She shook her head, and sighed quietly. "I--I don't know what it was all about..I just..did it." she said as if that was enough to explain the twenty-two year old's actions. Too bad it wasn't.

Carly frowned. "Sorry." she told him quietly before looking away from him a sense of emptiness. "Well..if you knew I did kiss you, are you that retarded that you'd ask if I kissed you?" she asked, shaking her head. "Not only did I kiss you, Nick..I loved it!" she said loudly.

His eyes widened a bit at her sudden outburst. Okay, maybe he wouldn't be able to tease her for a bit longer. Swooping down on her, he pushed her back, lifting her and placing her on the counter as she once sat, "You shouldn't be sorry, Carly." He stated, looking at her.

He was now closer that she had been during the lent event(Haha.. I'm rhyming..) but he was gripping her hips with no intentions of letting go. "You loved it?" Nick repeated, "Me too."

She raised an eyebrow, as if this was al coming too quickly for her. Wait---all that time..when you were being stupid..bout me kissing you--you liked it too?" she asked, shaking her head. "I hate you sometimes." she teased, looking away from him and out the window that was in front of the sink, sighing quietly. "Well, I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't happy to hear that you loved it." she said quickly, looking at him for a split second.

"Yes. Well all hate me sometimes, Carly." Nick shrugged, pulling on a mock grin, "But that's just why it's so interesting to know me. I'm full of those little surprises..." He stated simply. De-taching one of his hands from her waist, he lifted it up and grabbed ahold of her chin, turning her face towards him. "Don't look away.. Nothing to be embarassed about.."

She frowned quietly, and sighed. After the kiss, Carly thought of what their mother would say if they knew the situation they were in right now. Carly nodded gently as she looked him straight in the eyes. Their mom's voice echoed through Carly's head. Carlene Anna Jones! You did what with your brother? She frowned once agian and looked at her nails then to him. "It's just...we've been taught that brothers and sisters just...don't... do what we're doing..." she informed him. She was having doubts.

"Yeah?" Nick questioned, shrugging, "And I was taught not to steal things that don't belong to me. Did I listen?" He drawled, bringing up a blank on what she meant. "No one's going to find out.." He added with a sincere smile, but it vanished quickly. "You trust me, don't you?" He knew he was resulting to quite odd questions, but she'd started something he didn't quite feel should be stopped because of one person's beliefs.

CArly thought about it quietly. He made a good point...sadly. But the thing was, granted he didn't liisten to the rule of don't steal anything that does not belong to you--but look where Nick was for a year. In a state penetentary. Not like that was going to happen to her for simply messing around with her brother. There was no way for her to take back her motion that she did five minutes earlier. Finally nodding once again she leaned in, kissing him gently, placing her hands on his shoulders. She was nervous. It was just odd for her to be kissing her brother, older brother by two minutes, in a way that no other sister kissed her brother before. And she liked it.

Nick smirked victoriously into her lips. He brought her hand from her chin, and traced her side until it once more resided on her hip, where it once had. He felt her nervousness, and pulled away from her lips, "I don't want to pressure you into anything you don't feel you want to do Carly. Don't do it because I said you should.." He stated, frowning a bit. Not matter how much he wanted to bash his head into a wall for saying that and pulling away from her inviting lips, he knew asking her was the smartest thing to do.

The younger twin shook her head. "No..Nick..I want to..I do..Really." she told him. "It's just--" she shook her head. "I want to kiss you..I want to do stuff with you--there's just that voice in the back of my head that says that it's not right..but my body wants you in a way that I never thought that I'd want you.." she told him. "Just kiss me." she told him as she leaned back on the counter smirking at him gently in a 'Come-n-Get me' way.

"Then ignore that voice. It usually means nothing but bad." Nick stated, leaning forward. He was relevently happy she didn't deny him like he fear, and didn't even hesitate in forcefully pressing his lips to hers. His hands slithered from her hips to around her waist, locking her in an iron grip that would be rather hard to escape from.

She grinned against his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck bringing him closer to her, if it were possible. Carly wrapped her legs around his waist once again, briniging them closer than ever. This was heaven. Better than the dreams that she'd had about her and him..Much..Better because if was a reality. Carly shut her eyes as she giggled into the kiss for a second before becoming serious again.

Nick opened his eyes for a moment, raising an eyebrow at her giggle. Such a strange girl his sister could be sometimes, he didn't deny that. But, she did have her moments that drove him crazy, much like the act she pulled merely minutes ago. The act that set basically his entire self-restrain off.

Carly shrugged slightly at her brother and smiled gently before running her hands over his crew cut. This was getting to the point where she wouldn't want to just kiss him anymore. She'd want more. "You know what I think we shou-" she was cut off by hearing a knock on the door. Frowning, she looked at the door then to him. Finally she looked at his arms that were around her tightly. "Coming!" she shouted to the door before looking at Nick. "Lemme go." she smirked slightly.

Let you go?" His lips curled into a mischievious smirk, "No." He heard the knock as well, and maybe if his thoughts were entirely straight, he'd have thought letting her go get the door would be the smarter idea. As these thoughts finally touched him, a groan escaped her lips, "I hate visitors." He stated dryly, unhooking his arms from around her and pulled away.

She smirked gently. "Oh, and you think that I love them?" she asked, as she hopped off the counter, trotting towards the door. As she placed her hand on the door knob, she looked back at Nick and grinned gently giving him a wink before opening the door.