He smiled as she helped him, his hand slipped once from her shoulder to her breast, he looked for he rested it there to help him get a hold to sit up right. And then reddened as he would look in appology. " Sorry sis." He spoke, his hand gripping the tray and looking at the meal. He did notice something strange. She had made the sandwich different. Something new, like his....need for her. She took care of him, something he desired the most in a woman. He knew he should not feel this way. That something similar to this had caused their accident, when he played with her breasts as she drove. But...<br/><br/>He snapped the thoughts away, stop your foolish, she could never love you that way. He smiled to her though, his eyes soft and appreciative. He ignored the tv, and patted the bed beside him. " Come sit, I will eat the sadnwich, it smells so good. promise me youll take alittle too, try it for yourself." He took a bite and mmmed. It was good, better then the usuall sandwich of cheese only. " I must say nat, this is great."