My Sister, Your Girl

I find my self on a Monday afternoon painting the walls of my new florist. Im going for a very pale mint almost white color that will compliment this store beautifully. 30 minutes into painting im interrupted by the door opening. At first I expect it to be my brother but am pleasantly surprised when its actually Sidney. “Sid!” I laugh as he smiles and I wrap my arms around him for a warm hug. He pulls away and looks at me. “I thought I would find you here.” He laughs. “I really cant believe you knew I would be here.” “Well you weren’t with Vero and weren’t at home, so I took a lucky guess. Although, I am running out of excuses to secretly see you.” He laughs, leaning down and giving me a passionate kiss. I feel my body rise up until im on the tip of my toes and Sidney’s hands are enlaced around my hips, softly holding me up and against his strong body. “But getting to kiss you like that is so worth all the secret excuses in the world.” He chuckles. “Your so smooth Sidney Crosby.” He batters his eyelids, “Oh Camellia Neal, I know, im just charming.” I pick up a paintbrush from the ground a begin to start painting the walls again. Again im interrupted by Sidney wrapping his arms around my waist. “I like this color.” He says softly. “Need me to help?” He asks. “Well, I don’t know how a hockey player will do painting but sure.” I say picking up another brush and giving it to him. I stand back and watch him as his dips the brush in the paint and leaves smooth strokes up and down the wall. He turns his body around. “Oh please, I have done this a million times.” He says and then turns back around. “Don’t get to cocky Crosby.” I smirk and sneak up to him and splash a tiny amount of paint on the end of his nose. He turns around and looks adorable, with the paint on the tip of his nose and his mouth wide open in an exaggerating attempt to be shocked. “That.” He says stepping closer to me. “Was.” He pauses and steps closer. “Not.” Closer again. “Nice.” Before bringing out the brush from behind his back and doing the same to me. “Oh, its on now!” I yell as he starts to run away from me. We are having a paint fight and finish with paint everywhere. Our bodies are now a minty mess and Sidney is holding me in his arms as we both laugh. My face moves closer to his and my voice lowers to a soft whisper. “I forget to say, congratulations on winning.” “Thank you.” His voice is also in a low, husky whisper.” “Your welcome.” And a short few seconds later he closes the gap between our lips and we are making out. My hands run up and down his back and his hands get lost in my blonde locks. After running out of breath we pull away and I let out a little giggle. “I can’t believe we just had a paint fight.” I laugh. “We are like children.” He laughs. “You know, I do feel like a teenager. I feel like im the good girl and you’re the bad boy I keep sneaking out of the house to meet in the middle of the night.” I say. “Well maybe, it’s the other way around, and you’re the bad girl and im the good boy.” He says. I raise an eyebrow and smirk, “Well, everyone would believe that the face of the NHL is in fact the good boy. But on the other hand ‘little miss Neal’ does sound rather to good to be bad. “Maybe the bad girl brings out the bad in the boy. Or maybe they just bring out the bad in each other.” He says. “Either way, we are horny teenagers running around to meet up with each others and not let the big brother find out.” I say. “Because the big brother would kill me.” “Probably true.” SIDNEYS POV “So Nealer, I was thinking of taking your sis out on a date.” My back stiffens and im alert to where that sentence came from. Kris. “Your sister is smoking hot Neal.” Sutter adds. “Smoking sexy.” Young Beau Bennett adds into the conversation. I decide to put my input in on the chirping just to see what Neal says, and if he really would be angry if I did date Cami. “Yeah. Can one of us take her out Jamesy.” I wink. James eyes widen. “No! No! If any of you bastards go near my sister your dead. I mean date wise. I know what you boys are like with girls, and trust me I do not want my little sister involved in that.” Shit. He says sternly making eye contact with everyone of us that made any comment about Camellia. “Come on James.” I say. “No Captain, no come on. That’s final.” Shit. Shit. Triple shit. *** “So my brother is really stern on this whole no dating my sister thing hey?” Cami says after I explained to her what happened with James in the locker room. “A lot happens in the locker room.” I say. “Yeah, I figured.” She says back. “I just don’t like hiding this from him.” “And you think I do Sidney? Really lets be real here.” She sighs. “I just don’t know what to do Cami.” I say. “Keep doing what we have been doing this past week.” She says still in a low whisper. We are hiding in the kitchen at 12:00 at night trying to talk while the others are sleeping. “But, if he finds out.” I pause. “If James finds out, he will kill me. He will hate me so much. Team conflict is defiantly not what we need right now.” I say. “I thought you were going to give this a try?” She says. “I am, I just don’t like doing this.” “Mr Serious. Always so serious. You don’t think I hate not being able to tell my brother something important to me?” She says. Her voice is annoyed and frustrated. I then realize that I must be important to her. She tells her brother everything and they have an inseparable bond. Ever since Camellia first came to Pittsburgh almost 3 months ago James has been a changed man. He gave up his usual drinking habits and partying every weekend to spend time with sister. The influence she had on him even showed in his game. He worked harder and was a lot more focused now that he didn’t have the distraction of puck bunnies and hangovers. “Im sorry Cam.” I say. She leans against the kitchen bench and sighs. “Its okay.” She says giving a little smirk. “First little fight as a couple.” When she says this I cant help but smile and shake my head at her. It was a typical Camellia stunt to make a fight into a joke. Her smile and small giggles enlighten the situation and I can’t resist but pull her small frame into my chest and kiss her lips quickly. “You know, it will be okay. We will tell my brother soon and he will be fine with it. It will all be okay.” She says reassuringly, locking her hazel eyes with mine. “Its okay Sid. Loosen up, you’re so tense.” She says rubbing her hands up and down my arms that are holding onto her waist. I realize how firm my grip is around her and loosen up. “Better.” She says smiling. “You going to bed?” I say. “Yeah, I think so.” She says calmly as both our voices quiet down. “Ill walk you to your room.” I say. “Your so romantic Crosby.” She giggles. “I would be a lot more romantic if I didn’t have to hide you.” I reply. “Not long now, just wait a little longer.” She says with a comforting smile.

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