Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 239

Chapter 239

KASMINE.

I was equal parts disappointed and happy.

I opened it.

Jake:

"Hey, babe. Noticed something weird in my system. Same bug showed up on yours, too, two weeks ago, remember? I think it might've spread from Kester's since they are all in the same proximity. All three systems were on the same network recently, also. Mind if I check his, too? Might be safer that way."

I blinked at the message. Then blinked again, because... what?

First off, what the fuck was he doing at the office? It was past eight PM on a Saturday.

Me: "Jake, what are you doing at work? It's a Saturday night."

My thumb hovered over the screen as I added another message.

"Also... what do you mean by 'same proximity'?"

I pressed send and leaned against the marble sink counter, exhaling slowly.

The phone buzzed again.

Jake:

"I forgot my wallet in the office yesterday. Came to pick it up and decided to run a couple of quick checks on the system. My antivirus flagged something weird. I remembered your PC lagging earlier this week, so I did a little digging. I think the bug is on Kester's, too. Could've been transferred through our shared cloud drive or internal server."

I squinted. Cloud drive? Internal server? My brain wasn't processing the tech

lingo. Not with the dull throbbing in my head and the sour taste still clinging to my tongue.

I typed slower this time.

Me:

an issue on Kester's PC, why not

skin looked too pale, and my lashes were slightly wilted. I didn't look like someone read for any

The phone buzzed again.

Jake:

privacy-it's about security. The system's been acting off, and I figured I should do the right thing before it

hesitated.

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Jake to push. But he was the nosy type when it came hours debugging my laptop just because I said a file took

something about it didn't sit

programs. He once

was too tired to

weeks back to download something for

I sighed.

Me:

"Fine. It's Kasmine$21

bubble for a moment before they vanished. No reply

My thumb hovered again.

Me:

okay? Just fix whatever

it. The last thing I needed right now was Kester calling me to

his shit. This wasn't

I could get through this night with my

phone into my clutch and was ready to leave when the door

urgency that startled

spun around, hand instinctively flying to my

It was him.

Kester.

the doorway of the ladies' restroom like a man unbothered by

times. His jaw clenched tight, a muscle ticking beneath the shadow of his

hitch-wild, glassy, blazing

he was doing in here-or why he looked