Falling For My Stepbrother
My stepbrother and I agree on one thing: we object to our parents' sudden marriage. But as we reluctantly navigate life under the same roof, strange things begin to happen. A creepy teddy bear appears out of nowhere, and my new stepmother seems to be behind it, trying to make me look crazy. With my best friend doubting me, the only person who might believe me, and is willing to help me expose my stepmother and break up our parents' marriage, is my infuriatingly hot stepbrother. As we scheme together, lines blur and a different kind of tension crackles between us. Can we expose the truth without falling for each other first?
"Does anyone here object to the marriage of Elizabeth Mary and Jonathan Hanri?"
I object, I silently say, but I don't bother raising my voice. What are they going to do if I did? Stop the wedding? Unlikely. All I'll probably do is guarantee a two hour lecture from my dad when we get home.
My stepbrother, Luke, looks at me out of the corner of his eye, a smile gracing his gorgeous features. He knows what I said, and he is thinking the exact same thing. This is the closest we can get to an agreement, seeing as how he avoids me at all costs.
