Riker gave his sister more kisses. Not just on the lips, but across her cheek and neck, and down her chest. He had to take her shirt off, which was probably why she still had it on in the first place, he guessed, just so he could remove it for her.

"I mean it, you know," Riker said. "It could just be us, always."

"It could," Izzy purred. "But who are we kidding? I want to play with our friends still. Or whoever."

"And by whoever do you mean, like, family?"

"Unf. Maybe."

Riker pouted. "And here I thought I was enough for you."

Izzy flat out laughed. "You goof....