In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter 2

 

I leap at the bed sheet and cover my body with it.

 

The man is apparently shocked as well. His hand still rests on the doorknob, taking in the sight that he’s seeing.

 

“Who the hell are you!” I snap, “Don’t you know how to knock??”

 

The man is tall and shockingly good-looking. His brown hair is in natural curls, which suits his pretty face. His eyes widen with surprise and then gradually squints. His lip suddenly curls into a smile and holds up his arm as he leans against the door.

 

I can’t believe he just stares. How rude!

 

“Can you not look??”

 

The smile on his lip deepens into a sarcastic angel. “Can you get out of my room?”

 

His room?

 

I look at him blankly for two seconds and suddenly take in a sharp inhale.

 

“Oh my god…Eason?”

 

He sure has changed a lot. Taller, prettier, looking more like a man. I even catch a glimpse of a tattoo on the side of his neck.

 

We spent one summer three years ago when my parents got divorced. It was such a great time. I was so sad when I had to leave for Miami to live with my dad. So I asked him to call or visit. But he never did. I tried to call him, but he rarely answered. We gradually grew apart.

 

This is the first time we speak to each other in almost three years.

 

“Um…” I’m a little overwhelmed. I want to give him a reunion hug and suddenly realize I’m still naked, “Eason. I’m so happy to see you. But can you close the door for me? I’m kindda in the middle of—”

 

He casually nods and closes the door.

 

Behind him.

 

I widen my eyes as he strides over and approaches me. I take a few steps back. He pushes When my bare buns touch the wallpaper, I suddenly realize now I’m trapped between the wall and him.

 

He’s so close, chest almost touching my shoulders. He lowers his eyeline and gaze gradually fixes on me. I must be going insane right now. But he just felt so different. Not like Eason at all. Like some stranger with an amazing smell of mint and oak.

 

This stranger makes my pulse quicken.

 

“Eason…” I stutter.

 

I remember he has emerald green eyes. But now his pupil is completely black, so dark that it’s like an abyss luring me in. I should look away, but I can’t.

 

and

 

I saw you invite yourself into my closet without

 

eyes. “What—no. It’s a mistake. My backpack is

 

cuts me off,

 

mom said you don’t live here and I’m just here for one night.

 

seems even more

 

everyone’s plan and disappear again, right? Like you are the princess and the sun orbits around

 

drops. But before I could react, he turns his heels and storms out of the

 

fuck was

 

charming Eason, who would give me the brightest smile whenever he sees me? Has

 

mess on the

 

out of the kitchen. “Morning Nat.

 

I ask. I want to talk

 

my mom seems even more surprised. “He’s

 

from the garage. I run to the window and just in time to

 

comes to my side. “Did you bump into him? My god…hope he’s not

 

can be mad. But he doesn’t have to be such a jerk. I

 

“What do you say we go out for brunch? Then we can go shopping and have our nails and hair done. When was the last time

 

sale assistant at Hermès has to temporarily close the store

 

doesn’t exist in Ramirez’s dictionary. The wealth

 

seems so overly excited. I hate to break

 

Turns out my boyfriend is a cheating pig. And the

 

couple of days. Your semester won’t begin in at least a month. What’s the hurry? Let’s go out for brunch and you can tell me what

 

she wants me to stay

 

I don’t want to be so cruel

 

“Mom…”

 

I can finish,

 

it out and is surprised to find it’s

 

meet up? At least

 

the face to come back to

 

what else he has got to say. Maybe

 

not at

 

me

 

tell

 

lights up. “You need a car? Or I can drive

 

hour later, I find myself in Boston’s most bustling

 

to a fancy restaurant where waiters wear black ties and pulls out the chair for you. I lost my temper once in a restaurant like these, and

 

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