Feeling the tips of Sarah's fingers in his hair, James smiled softly, redoubling his efforts to stroke hers. They had always been a very affectionate family, the three of them; hugs, kisses on cheeks, hands tangled in each other's hair; James didn't really know if this was completely normal, but he attributed it to the lack of parental supervision most of the time. "I mean, you already know what I like, right Angie? ...to eat, I mean."<br/><br/>He glanced over at what Sarah was reading. Cosmo magazine? Oh, dear. It was hard to think of her as being 16 now, already; she was probably already starting to eye up the boys at school, and they to eye her. Perfectly natural, of course, but that didn't mean he had to like it. She was<em>his</em>sister, after all, even if they fought once in a while over something trivial; he almost always ended up apologizing to her. A smile played around his lips as he thought about it. Funny how that played out.<br/><br/>James found himself going on. "And after we have dinner, well... maybe we can just have some quiet time. To ourselves. We'll just curl up in this room here, and, well..."<em>No, wait, too blunt!</em>"...watch TV or something" he finished lamely. "Or at least Sarah can. Isn't<em>House</em>on tonight?" he asked, taking a stab in the dark, since he had no real idea of whatever it was that Sarah was watching now.<br/><br/>A finger brushed lightly against Sarah's earlobe, but James found that he was still watching Angela and all her curves so very closely.