My Brother's Best Friend

Chap. 30

"Is it wrong that that's a turn on?" Parker asked, laughing as he pulled out a condom.

"Just kiss me you idiot."

~*~

"Good morning," Emmett sang, as I skipped into the kitchen.

"Good morning," I sang back, placing a kiss on his cheek.

He raised his eyebrows at me. "Okay then."

I poured myself a glass of milk as he pulled a pancake for me off the griddle.

"Thank you best brother," I said, taking a seat at the counter.

"Sure," Emmett agreed, raising an eyebrow at me.

Parker's bedroom door opened down the hallway and I swung around to greet him.

But instead Lee came out into the kitchen.

"Good morning," Emmett greeted, with a smile.

Not that we actually expected anything in return. Lee hadn't been much of a speaker lately.

"Morning," Lee answered, opening the refrigerator and helping himself to some orange juice.

I raised my eyebrows at Emmett, who just shrugged as he flipped the bacon.

"Pancakes?" Emmett asked him.

"Okay," Lee agreed, taking a seat next to me.

I thought I was going to fall out of my seat from the shock.

"Is Parker still asleep?" Emmett asked him, as he flipped Lee's pancakes.

"Migraine," Lee answered, reaching over and stealing a piece of bacon off the plate on the counter.

"Here you go," Emmett said, sliding him three pancakes.

"Thanks," Lee said, taking the syrup from me.

"Did you take your meds?" Emmett asked.

"Yeah," Lee agreed, before shoveling pancake into his mouth.

"Earth to Emily," Emmett said, snapping his fingers in front of my face.

"Huh?" I asked, looking over at him.

I was still in shock at the fact that Lee was not only speaking to us, but actually eating breakfast as well.

"Bacon?" Emmett asked.

"Yeah," I agreed, taking a couple of pieces for myself.

"Did you give Parker an ice pack?" Emmett asked Lee.

"He got one himself," Lee answered, finishing off his first pancake. "He woke up about 4 AM with the headache."

Those were the most words I'd heard him speak in over a week.

I finished off my breakfast before loading my plate into the dishwasher.

"I'll go check on him," I said, finishing off my glass of milk before putting my glass in the dishwasher as well.

"Okay," Emmett said, offering me a smile.

Lee just nodded.

I went back to Parker's bedroom. This was only the second time I'd been inside, and even though it was pitch-black, once my eyes adjusted I could see that it was still the same pigsty.

Boys.

I climbed into bed next to Parker, planting a kiss on my cheek.

"I really hope you're Emily," Parker muttered.