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G had been so surprised to hear her Uncle call that girl by his affectionate pet name for her that she couldn't even bring herself to finish. She slinks back into her bed and covers herself up, trying to keep the voices outside from getting to her. She lay there with her heart thumping through her chest, much like the two of them were thumping up against the wall and -aaagh!

“I just wanted to get off," she groans, muttering this into her pillow before she faces her long, quiet, and awkward night.

Come the next morning, G shambles out of bed with bags in her eyes. She slumps into the chair by the kitchen, too tired to get herself something.

Uncle walks up from the living room, sipping some coffee and dressed in only his pajama bottoms. When G looks up, she gets a full view of his muscular body, and she bites her lip but keeps sure to cover that fact with her arms.

“Something the matter, Lil' Squirt?" he asks, sliding around behind her. He places his hands on his shoulders, rubbing them gently.

She groans in soft release, rolling those shoulders and just thinking of something, anything, to get her mind off of this. “Just… school. It's a lot of work. This college thing. You'd think I'd be used to it, but it just gets harder and harder."

“Well, cheer up, Squirt. Once you get yourself a job, everything will be much easier, trust me." He pulls the chair beside her out and sits down in it, giving her a smile with his pearly whites. “And with that big brain of yours, you'll be able to get any job that you want, even Queen of the world."

She perks up a bit, their usual dynamic returning. She crosses one leg over the other and runs a hand through her hair. “Yeah, I guess I can be. I guess I really don't have anything to worry about."

Her nervous laughter gives her away, however, and her Uncle reaches out and strokes under her chin, tilting her to look at him. “Are you sure that's all that's bothering you? Is there nothing else you want to talk about?" he gently pets under her chin, while his other hand casually swirls a tuft of his chest hair. She stares at him, wide-eyed, but those eyes also glance downwards towards his stunning body.

“I… well, Uncle, I think… those girls that you bring in…"

“Oh, wow, you know about them?" he asks, chuckling. “Hope that isn't what's been keepin' ya up at night.

“Ah, no, no, they aren't, it's just, well… the one you brought the other day, she and I know each other, from classes, you know?"

He hums, nodding his head.

“And I think, maybe it's a little weird to be waking up with someone from school like that and…"

“Well, Squirt," he says, placing his hands on the table and sighing. “A guy like me has certain urges, you know?"

She nods

“And, he has a kind of gal he likes, you know?"

“I know."

“Now, the kind of gal I like happens to be your age."

“Right."

“About your height."

“Uh-huh…"

“And with your level of intelligence."

“T-thanks."

“So… if I can't date any of these girls while you are staying here, guess I'll have to take the alternative route.

“The… the alternative?" she asks, gulping.

He stands up, shrugs, and takes one more gulp of his coffee. “That's right. Abstinence. No more girls around here as long as my favorite niece is here with me. You need to get your rest, no doubt about that. Well, if you need a ride to school, I can get my shirt on and-

“Actually, I'm off of school today."

“Oh, well, you need to get a lot of your work done and-"

“I, uh, kinda-sorta already have all my work done," she says, scrunching her dress with her fingers.

“'Sthat so," he says, placing his coffee down on the table. At this point, both of them do not tear their eyes off of each other. They remain focused, perhaps waiting to see who might make the next move, and if they do, find out what that move might actually be."

“Y-yeah," she responds, squeezing her legs together. “I, well, I actually have nothing to do all day. I was just going to, I guess, crash for a bit?"

“Ah, well, that's cool," he says, stroking his chin. “So, absolutely nothing. Just going to be a plain old, nothing happenin', boring old day, huh?"

“Yeah," she says, crossing her legs and grabbing the edge of her seat. “Absolutely nothing exciting nor life-altering at all."

He swirls his finger around the rim of his mug, and then he brings his hand up to his eye level, rubbing the residual coffee between his thumb and forefinger. “Well, that's interesting."

“It… it is? Why is that?" she asks, gulping, sweat building upon her brow. She shifts around in her seat, anticipating, wanting, waiting for what he was going to say.

“Yeah, very interesting indeed." He says, walking off across from her and going to the kitchen. “That's very interesting to me, because, you know, I have to go to work."

She deflates. “Ah, right, work. Haha, of course, why wouldn't you need to go to work. That's silly of me, ahahahaha."

A moment later, he's right in front of her face. She backs up, wide-eyed, lips clamped tight. He has a hand on the table and the other on the back of her chair. “What's the matter? Were you hoping, maybe, that I wouldn't be at work today? Were you hoping for something else to happen?"

She blushes deeply, holding a hand up, shaking it in dismissal, and saying “ooh, of course not. What would ever give you that idea?"

“Nothing," he responded, then leaned in, giving her a kiss on the cheek. He ruffles her hair and then heads out of the room. “You have a good day off, Li'l Squirt…" he walks off back to his bedroom, but stops, looking over his shoulder. “I'll see you tonight." And with that, he gives her a wink and closes the door.