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.

 

I want to laugh so bad. Zack’s fossilized

 

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

 

my laughter. “Wait Eason…let

 

hell, I can’t bare spending another second with him. I’ve had enough

 

He seems so normal right now, like

 

I nod.

 

Moore prefers

 

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

 

quickly storms out of the

 

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

 

don’t like his sarcastic tone, but I’m

 

broke up with him. Anyway, thanks

 

pocket, he looks

 

long as they write huge 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 really

 

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

 

be

 

you seriously judging my love life?” I snap, “Oh I’m sure Mr. Playboy must have a lot to say about this. Because he has so many condoms in his closet and has to sleep

 

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

 

What

 

well. His ears are red, but he continues to glower at me, not flinching away. Our fight has caused almost everyone in the restaurant to put down their food and enjoy the

 

“Mr. Ramirez, do

 

balcony!” I yell at him, “I’m out of

 

out

 

huge mistake coming down to Boston. I should

 

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

 

It’s awful.” I sit on the

 

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

 

charisma of making people open up to her. Before I realize,

 

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