For a moment, when Cody grabbed her hand, a quivering feeling erupted in Cady's stomach. She stared at him for the longest while even though the moment to the table was short. Her azure colored eyes studied his face. The way it contorted, every line, and the relief washing over him now that their busybody aunt was off in pursuit of the alleged woman. She should be kept away for a while enough so the siblings could seek refuge if necessary. Right now, the only thing Cady concerned herself with was Cody. Her Cody. The smile never faltered from her plump lips and even grew at his statement. A laugh left her in response.
"I plan to collect soon. Just what it will be, you'll have to wait and see..." It didn't matter how many people were there, Cady only saw her brother. With them alone, they had a chance to talk, and in her case long for them to have been permitted to stay home instead of being here. When he let go of her hand, she regretted it instantly but her face never gave anything away. "The fact she's concerned about your sex life is worrisome in itself," She replied. "I love her, but I think she has better things to talk about." When his arms wrapped around her slender frame, once again Cady couldn't help staring at the side of his face with her own arms woven around his body. Her head found momentary solace in the groove of his shoulder where if they had been alone...
Her mind strayed to hidden thoughts. It was only when their contact was broken, she focused. Both her and her brother sat down together. Learning about her aunt's latest stunt brought Cady's face buried in her hand. She shook it crossing her legs. "Why do you need to settle down now?" She scoffed. "That right there is why she not only lives in a shitty apartment but her own love life is in the crapper. I hear mom talking about her. But, really, five kids. That's breaking the bank." Cady rubbed a hand through her hair thoughtfully. When she spoke again, her tone was soothing.
"Don't worry about her. You know my motto, if your life is fucked up, you have no business telling anyone else what they should be doing." It wasn't the right place to tell him.
"No, not really." She answered laughing at him. "No one cares about my sex life unless I was being promiscuous with every Tom, Dick, and Harry then in that case dad would send me away and you would be here defending my honor among the gossiping masses." She winked at him.
"Oh wait, there is one thing. Remember the last time we came here Uncle Rusty waited until nightfall to get plastered? Well, this year he stepped it up getting drunk by three because he confused me with dad for some reason. He started talking about not one but three of his girlfriends. I don't think I can look at yogurt again. That aside, I would have been happy if we could've stayed home." Cady followed him with her eyes as he looked around then finally brought his attention back o her. With everyone preoccupied one way or another, Cody took her hand again kissing it, and effectively causing the quivering feeling in her stomach to resurface. She stared at him longingly wishing they were alone. "You know," Her voice lowered. "I would do anything for you." One of her eyebrows raised, Cady did a quick look around as well before her thumb grazed across his chin. "I hate this. I hate being here. I hate not being able to touch you..." Her voice trailed some, she stared at him.
"I want us to be able to graduate, to go to a college far away where no one knows us and we can do what we want to do. I want to be able to..." After a while, she looked elsewhere at nothing in particular. It was painful to not be free to do as she pleased however if anyone discovered the secret she shared with her brother it wouldn't be good. "I want to touch you." Cady repeated again.