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.

 

Now I want to laugh so

 

the waiter. “Yes. You heard the man. There has been some shouting

 

laughter. “Wait

 

Zack go down to hell, I can’t bare spending another second with him. I’ve had

 

looks at me. He seems so normal right now, like a protective big

 

I nod.

 

Moore

 

to hear him call me “Miss Moore.” But I don’t hate the

 

and quickly storms

 

Eason for everything, but before I could do that, he turns back at me and gives me a small snort of

 

like his sarcastic tone, but I’m still grateful for

 

already broke up with him.

 

in his pocket, he looks down at me and

 

checks to animal shelter and pretend to care about global warming, you’d let them do anything. No matter how much of a jerk he

 

What’s with all the mood swing?! One minute he’s this loving and protective big brother, and the next minute he just

 

be

 

to say about this. Because he has so many condoms in his closet and has to sleep with almost every woman he ever set eyes

 

burn with flame of fury. He shouts back, “I won’t sleep with

 

What

 

his own words as well. His ears are red, but he continues to glower at me, not

 

to break our tension. “Mr.

 

fancy balcony!” I yell at him, “I’m out

 

out

 

here. No, it’s a huge mistake coming down to Boston. I should have listened to dad and Jenna on

 

my lunch plan end so quick. “So soon? Did you have

 

on the couch, frustrated. “Eason

 

and pours me a cup of hot tea, “I thought you and Eason were

 

to

 

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