RACHEL'S pov.
He sighed deeply.
"You know, I am an only child, I grew up alone with no siblings to play with or pull a prank on"
I raised an eyebrow at him.
"You grew up alone with no siblings?" he nodded. "What about me? Wasn't I with you? Doesn't that mean I was your little sister?" I asked, referring to our days at the orphanage.
He broke into a small smile and wrapped his arms around my waist, hugging me sideways and placed a kiss on my shoulder.
"I've never considered you to be my little sister"
"Huh?"
"Yeah, not even once. I guess I've always being in love with you right from the start, you're the first kid that spiked my interest when I came to the orphanage and... " he trailed off.
I waited for him to continue but he didn't, I slightly tilted my head and looked at his face only to see he's blushing.
"Why are you blushing?" I asked.
He cleared his throat.
