In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter 3

 

Holy f—

 

I clamp my hands over my mouth to stop the screaming. Gasp and sharp inhales coming from every corner of the restaurant.

 

Zack is beyond shock. He freezes, as water dripping down his hair and forehead. He slowly looks up and seems still can’t believe what has just happened.

 

Eason is probably the only person not freaking out. He calmly places the glass back and smiles at Zack. “It suits you.”

 

“Are you FUCKING insane?” Zack shouts. He points at Eason and then directs at me, “Who the fuck is this guy, Natalia? What’s the matter with—”

 

Eason grips his wrist before he can finish. Eason’s expression darkens, almost scary to look at. Inch by inch, he pushes down Zack’s hand.

 

“Don’t point at her, ever again.” He states, word by word.

 

I’m still in trance. Everything happened too fast. How did Eason know I’m here? And why is he standing up for me? He was such a jerk this morning. What changed?

 

Zack cringes. He’s about the same size as Eason, but apparently he is afraid to fight him.

 

“Waiter!” Zack snaps his head at the waiter rushing towards us. “This man just attacked me! I want to call police!”

 

My heart suddenly drops. I can’t believe how shameless he can be. But he’s going to get everyone into trouble.

 

“Zack!” I hiss, “There’s no need for that.”

 

Eason snorts. “It’s ok. Let him tell on us.”

 

The waiter approaches us. Yet surprisingly, he turns to Eason and me first and slightly bows. “Can I help you with anything, Mr. Ramirez?”

 

…Mr. Ramirez?

 

Right, how can I forget? If Zack is a patronizing rich bastard, then Eason is ten times what he is.

 

want to laugh so bad. Zack’s fossilized face is amusing to be looked

 

and nods at the waiter. “Yes. You heard the man. There has been some shouting and attacking. Better

 

laughter. “Wait Eason…let him

 

pleasant as it is to see Zack go down to hell, I can’t bare spending another second with him. I’ve had enough

 

sure?” Eason looks at me. He seems so normal right now, like

 

I nod.

 

Moore

 

call me “Miss Moore.” But I don’t hate

 

us and quickly storms

 

I could do that, he turns back at me and gives me a small snort

 

sarcastic tone, but I’m still grateful for what he just

 

up with him. Anyway, thanks

 

Both hands in his pocket, he looks down at me

 

as they write huge checks to animal shelter and pretend

 

loving and protective big brother, and the next minute he just turns into

 

be on

 

say about this. Because he has so many condoms in his closet and has to sleep with almost

 

green eyes burn with flame of fury. He shouts back, “I won’t sleep with you! That’s

 

What

 

he continues to glower at me, not flinching away. Our fight has caused almost everyone in

 

“Mr. Ramirez, do

 

I yell at him, “I’m out of

 

rush out of

 

huge mistake coming down to Boston.

 

when I get back. She’s surprise to see my lunch plan end so quick. “So soon? Did you

 

sit on the couch, frustrated. “Eason is

 

a cup of hot tea,

 

people open up to her. Before I realize, I

 

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