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.

 

he sneers and

 

yourself into my closet without

 

My backpack is in your

 

you in my room?” He cuts me off, “Why do you

 

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

 

seems

 

a nasty tone, “so you just love to show up, ruin everyone’s plan and disappear again, right?

 

react, he turns his heels and storms

 

the fuck was

 

brightest smile

 

to clean the mess on the floor. My cheeks burn when I thought of these

 

of the kitchen. “Morning

 

to talk

 

even more surprised.

 

I run to the window and

 

into him? My god…hope he’s not mad with you staying in his

 

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

 

holds my hand, “What do you say we go out for brunch? Then we can go shopping and have our nails and hair done. When was

 

to temporarily close the store just for us. I was half-scared that Mr. Ramirez would

 

I gradually realize, “lavish” doesn’t exist in Ramirez’s dictionary. The wealth that

 

seems so overly excited. I hate to break it to her. “Mom, I’m leaving

 

to stay. Turns out my boyfriend is a cheating pig. And

 

up in her eyes. “Stay for another couple of days. Your semester won’t begin in at least a month. What’s the hurry? Let’s go out

 

she wants me to stay so bad, then why did she leave

 

want to

 

“Mom…”

 

can finish, my phone

 

out and is

 

meet up? At least

 

face to come back

 

his text. Wondering what else he has got to say.

 

not

 

me an

 

go…somewhere.” I tell her, “Maybe we

 

“You need a car? Or I can drive

 

need her to spoil me with my stepfather’s money, so I take the bus. An hour later, I find myself in Boston’s most bustling and extravagant mall, and

 

for you. I lost my temper once in

 

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