.Meanwhile, back at home

"Ahhh."

Cassie exhaled as she stepped out of the refreshing hot jacuzzi , wiping her silk long hair with a hand towel before picking up the blue towel to wrap around her slender moist frame.

Knock! Knock!

Cassie froze mid-movement as she heard the distinct sound.

"Miles?" she muttered, guessing who would be home by this time, and sighed exasperatedly.

"Coming!"

Scrabbling to clean her body as quickly as possible, she flipped the towel and hung it on the towel bar.

Standing nude, Cassie saw her immaculate reflection, the definition of perfection. Slender, very curvy, a little ass and boobs there. She blushed and held her breast, cupping it in her palms with pride. Compared to the likes of Clara and co, she was their dream and envy. Her cups were perfect for her figure, even if they weren’t as big as her mom’s or the rest of her sisters’.

She shook her head with a smile and halted when a certain memory flashed in her head.

’Right, he’s also very big.’

Knock!

"Cassie? Are you there?"

The moment she remembered, Miles’ voice came through, forcing her to take a deep breath and blush.

Harumph.

"Bastard," she cursed under her breath and hurriedly picked up the sexy underwear she had picked out earlier.

"Coming! Don’t break my door, you pervert!" she shouted, blushing at the last part and slipping the panties up her waist.

Whilst at the door, Miles was stunned when he heard the word pervert out of the blue.

"What the fuck. Is she bathing or something?"

He shook his head, brushing away the thoughts, and waited patiently.

Click!

After a minute or so of waiting, there was a click.

Vooooo!!

"What the fuck?!"

Cursing with a loud voice at the hair dryer suddenly pointed at his face through the crack, Miles took a huge step and smoothly avoided the heat.

Pulling the door open, Cassie revealed herself through the crack, giggling the moment she heard his reaction.

"Hehehe. That was a good one." She smugly shook the hair dryer in her hand and even teased him with it.

"You’re crazy." Miles stared wide-eyed at her, slowly feeling the effect of his danger sense deactivate, and shook his head.

"At least I’m not perverted like you," she joked and signaled for him to come in while turning to resume blowing her hair.

Looking at the door open wide ajar, Miles shook his head and went in.

The interior looked girly, as he always remembered, with the faint scent of several creams or perfumes. Not like he could tell the difference since all of them smelled good in several ways.

Just then, his eyes landed on Cassie, finally having the time to take in the details of her appearance since the earlier scare had distracted him.

’WOW.’

Compared to her usual provocative crop tops, she was actually wearing something decent this time but no less effective.

A purple-blue spandex long-sleeved top, a form-fit that highlighted her shape.

Surprisingly, she seemed to be wearing a bra.

’That’s new.’

Lowering his gaze, his eyes landed on her small, round ass in extremely short black denim jeans, slowly tracing her slender long legs with a satisfied glint in his eyes.

’As expected, even if she isn’t blessed with massive boobs or a big, thick ass, she’s no less charming,’ Miles thought to himself.

"So?"

Cassie slowly turned to him, and he instantly withdrew his gaze, unwilling to be called a pervert.

’Come to think of it, I’m actually a pervert, so she isn’t wrong.’

"Hmm. I told you I’ll be ready today."

Activating Gifted Dancer, Miles grinned at her.

"I’m ready," he said, meeting her stunned eyes.

"Pffffttt."

The next moment, Cassie burst into a fit of laughter, holding her stomach.

Miles watched speechlessly, not knowing she had this side to her.

However, noticing his silence, Cassie quickly calmed down, feeling incredulous.

"What? Are you actually serious?" she asked.

"What did you think?" Miles nodded with a serious look.

"I know you were just trying to speak up for me. There’s actually no need to act on it. Or did you actually decide to be a dancer in one day and think you’ll be able to help me?"

Cassie shook her head, a pained smile across her lips. She had actually accepted her loss and didn’t want to think much about it, but now, she couldn’t bear it.

"You’re a girl but already acting tough and handling such on your own. To be honest, I feel embarrassed as your big brother—"

"You—"

Cassie wanted to cut him off, obviously not admitting he was older than her since it was just a couple of months, but Miles timely placed his hand on her left shoulder.

"It’s okay. I’m still older than you, so I’m your big brother," he sneered, the look in his eye telling her there was nothing she could do about it.

"Fuck you."

Cassie cursed breathlessly, unable to refute, and coldly stamped her foot.

"Hehehe." Miles laughed slightly and took a step back, letting go of her shoulder as he slipped off his flip-flops to one side and began stretching his limbs.

"What are you doing?" Cassie blurted out, intrigued by his movements.

"Showcasing one of my genius talents I wanted to die with because of you," he announced smugly.

Displeased by the switch, Cassie sneered.

"You wish."

"Yeah, sure. Before you say whatever you want, play me some music—most preferably breakdance sounds, or anything of your choice," he said to her.

Stunned, Cassie complied and dropped the hair dryer to pick up her phone.

In a few seconds, she searched her playlist and selected a dance-pop song.

Dum dum kaaa! Dudu Dudu ka kaa!

Dum dum kaaa! Dudu Dudu ka kaa!

Closing his eyes, Miles inhaled and felt a strange feeling stir within him. The next moment, without even consciously controlling it, his body moved to the beat, and Cassie opened her mouth in shock.

"What the —