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.

 

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

 

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

 

laughter. “Wait

 

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

 

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

 

I nod.

 

Miss Moore

 

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

 

quickly

 

before I could do that, he turns back at me and gives me a small snort of laughter.

 

don’t like his sarcastic tone, but I’m still grateful for what

 

broke up with him. Anyway, thanks for

 

Both hands in his pocket, he looks down at

 

As 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

 

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

 

must be

 

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

 

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

 

falls open. What did he just

 

words as 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

 

tries to break our tension. “Mr. Ramirez, do you want

 

go to your fancy balcony!” I yell at him,

 

out

 

huge mistake coming down to Boston. I should have listened to dad and

 

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

 

the couch,

 

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

 

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

 

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