Family Reunion-ch. 5

We got home and I was relieved. My sister ran over to me.
"Mom and Dad coming home tomorrow, so is grandma. So papa is having a cook-out tomorrow." she said.
"Okay. I need to talk to papa any ways. Did you see Sierra and Kayla?" I asked.
"Yeah, they're eating supper with us tonight. Uncle and Aunt is going to a party." she smirked.
I got out of the truck and Phil held me tightly against him.
I looked up, meeting his brown eyes. "Are you ready to meet my family. Tom arrow is going to be a big day for you." I smiled and placed my hand on his face.
"Yes. I'm going to enjoy it." he smiled back and grabbed my hand off his face.
"Just, be careful. My family is uptight." I softly said, our fingers locked together.
"Don't worry about me." he stared into my eyes. "I'll blend in." his lips touched mine.
Suddenly it started to rain. We separated and Phil laughed. I shook my head in disbelief.
"Lets go in." Phil took my hand and sprinted to the door.
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"Amanda!" Sierra squealed. "I missed you!"
Sierra is fourteen years old, she's up to my chin, her hair pasted her shoulders; she looked exactly like me. She gave me a huge hug.
"Where have you been?" Kayla asked.
Kayla is twelve years old, she's to my shoulders, her brunette hair tucked behind her ears and long.
"I missed you, too. I been at college and got a job." I said.
Sierra eyed Phil a bit, and Kayla looked at him weirdly.
"Girls, this is Phil, my husband." I said.
"You're married? Wow." Sierra said smoothly.
Grandpa came into the living room. His face all sweaty. "Wash your hands; supper is ready."
Kayla, Krystal, and Sierra raced to the bathroom. I smiled at the old race we use to do back when we were younger. I took Phil to the bathroom. The kids scattered out and we entered the bathroom.
I washed my hands and Phil did the same. I dried my hands and Phil placed his lips on my neck.
"Hey love." I whispered.
"Mmm," he wrapped his arms around my waist. "Your cousins are nice."
"I know. We better go get supper before the oven macaroni is gone. Papa makes the best." I smiled.
He picked me up and the door shut. My back hit the door, our lips moving together. His hand reached up my shirt, holding a breast. I moaned and he licked my neck. Suddenly his hand went into my jeans and I gasped. Haven't feel this in a while.
"Phil," I gasped. "We shouldn't be going this now."
"I know. You're so irritable." he smiled and let me down. "We better go to supper before your sister calls for a search party." And we left.