My Stepbrother-Too Hot To Handle

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“Then I’ll just have to tell Spencer and get him to separate you too. Or talk with his Aunt to talk to him. I guess that might be the best resort,” Mum switched to an indifferent tone, and I gasped in surprise.

‘I thought I told her that Mr. Anderson could not know that Damien met his aunt?’

“I certainly do not know you anymore, Mum. I would like to take a break,” I told her to avoid more arguments between us, and turned to enter the bathroom before things would escalate. I couldn’t imagine that she would say something like that.

I spent the entire night sad and angry, and the next day was so tiring for me. Mum had left home before I woke up, and I met Damien in the kitchen when I walked downstairs. He was making toast. I would have expected him to burn it when I checked it out, but they were all perfectly crispy on both sides.

We both had a calm breakfast without talking about what happened the previous night, and just talked about the progress Damien had made with his game. After we were done eating, we returned to our rooms to dress up and I made him accompany me to mass.

On our way back, we went to a cafe instead of going home, and spent most of our afternoon there doing our own business. I was reading because our exams were starting the next day, while Damien was working on his game. He said that most of what the teachers said during class was stuck somewhere in his head.

I could not get what Mum said out of my head, and I had some kind of fear in me for what would still come. It made me wonder if I should have confronted Mum about the ‘contract’ and to see if u would be able to use that to convince her that I and Damien could still be together.

‘She even said it already that even if we were not siblings, she would not still want it.’

Towards evening, Damien drove to Mrs. Carr’s house because she wanted to see Damien, and that would be my final goodbye to working as her employee.

While she and Damien were talking in the kitchen, I and Mason sat together to cut the cookies with a shaped cutter out of the dough. We were talking about things we had missed telling one another during the week, because we now felt more distant from one another. After all, I had been hanging out with Damien.

“There seemed to be quite the thrills between you two,” Mason pointed out with a smirk while giving me a taunting look, that felt like I should spill out something.

“Hmnnn. Yeah. I don’t know, cause my Mum found out and she’s crazy mad. We are not even dating and just playing around. But I really love him, and it scares the shit out of me,” I confessed truthfully to Mason because he was the closest person I had to a best friend. More like the only person who would not condemn me.

“You are totally unrelated by blood, but literally you are now siblings. It is going to make her angry to find out that you have feelings for one another. It is crazy I tell you,” Mason stated the hard truth which made my throat go dry, because I wanted to tell him that our parent’s relationship was not what he was thinking it was.

“Actually, I heard my Mum and ………..”

Ding!

“Mason, someone’s at the door!” Mrs. Carr called from the kitchen the moment she heard, and Mason excused himself for a moment to check who it was.

The door swung open in an instant, and the person that stormed in was the person I had least expected. His presence made my heart skip so many beats. Mason came after him to ask who he was, which called for his mum’s attention as she came out of the kitchen together with Damien.

“Spencer?” Mrs. Carr was astounded as she stared at Damien’s dad who was standing before her, and the look on Mason’s face immediately held surprise to know that his uncle was before him.

“What the fuck you doing in town?” Mr. Anderson asked immediately, and he looked really angry.

‘Oh damn. I never knew he could cuss aloud.’