My Stepbrother-Too Hot To Handle

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“What do you think they are talking about?” Mason asked me as we stood outside, watching both Damien and Mrs. Carr through the glass walls sitting across one another to talk.

“Maybe the time they had missed together. How things have been. And maybe his mum?” I speculated several things their discussion could be about, and shrugged finally while still staring at them, “How do you feel about this sudden meeting and realization?” I turned to Mason and asked him.

“To be honest, it is still shocking and overwhelming for me to know that Damien is my cousin. Like, never in my life would I have thought that, because I hate his guts. It is so crazy!” He groaned in frustration, and I chuckled at his childish attitude.

It was shocking for me too, and it was still hard to process it in my head. That the two hot guys who hated one another, that I got roped with in my final days at highschool, just found out that they were cousins.

“That explains the beautiful genes you guys have,” A grin stretched in my lips at the thought and he smiled too, “Do you think you guys will get along now? You know? That you now know that you are something close to siblings?” I asked Mason again.

“Have I told you this, now that I remember? In the past, he came to stay with us for a few weeks when his dad had some major issue in China when he came down for business. His pride couldn’t let him call mum probably because of aunt; Damien’s mum, but he could not move around the streets of china homeless, with a child.

So, mum offered to take Damien in for the meantime, with so much persistence after she found out how hard things had been. He still made her sign an agreement that she would not abscond with the child, even with what he had done to his own mother. Very cunning man!” Mason groaned angrily.

“We didn’t get along at first and fought a lot, but we started learning martial arts together and we got along so well. We basically turned siblings, and told people that whenever they asked. It was really fun. And he always told me that he didn’t want to go back to his father.

I was thinking everything would go really well, but his father came back abruptly and took him by force. I hated him so much for doing that, but mum tried to console me that he would come back. I would cry so much for days, and she did sometimes too whenever she thought of her sister.

We never heard from them again. Even after we moved away from China, mum tried looking for him. Meeting in this small town now after years after so much has happened, makes it really crazy to handle. Really crazy.”

“You both have grown into fine young men, and the process is really worth it. Your mum is a really great woman, Mason. You are so lucky to have her,” I smiled, while struggling from the choice of the right words because I had so much to say.

Their reunion is a really beautiful one, and even their story regardless of what had happened in the past. It also made me realize how much of an annoying narcissist Damien’s dad must have been. And also how Damien must have felt, when his dad married another lady after making his own mum go through hell.

I wondered in my heart again, how mum was coping with that pain of being married to him. She looked so happy and vibrant everytime, so it was difficult to tell if she was in pain. The echoes of the slap I heard hours ago, couldn’t stop ringing in my head. Things were really bad.

“Maybe. Now that we have a new family added. She would want to invite Damien over every single day. Oh goodness! What if she plans a cringy sleepover,” Mason shrieked at his words with a wry look on his face, and I laughed so much.

“It wouldn’t be that bad. Damien is not a bad person if you get to know him well. He might just appear cold and heartless, but he has a very warm side to him, you know,” I went on and on talking about how good Damien was, and why Mason shouldn’t always think the worst of him.

“You like him don’t you?” I heard the question to my ear suddenly, and I paused on my chattering. I didn’t expect him to ask me such a sudden question.

“No. Of cou.. rse not,” I almost stuttered nervously.

“You don’t need to deny it. It is just me and you here. And remember, good friends don’t judge,” he assured, and I groaned in frustration. I closed my eyes tightly, and gritted my teeth before answering.

“So much that it is killing me, Mason,” I finally declared.

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The drive to the house was silent after the evening was done, with I sitting on the seat beside the driver’s seat. Damien was driving slowly with his eyes kind of unfocused at what he was doing, while sneaking glances at my face once in a while till we got home.

He looked like he had a lot to say, but seemed to be holding back. I had quite a lot to say too, but I was not in any way ready to say anything.

We both alighted when he parked the car into the garage this time, and I made my way in before he came inside. It was dark inside after I opened the door to the house, and it seemed like there was no one around yet.

I climbed up the stairs that led to our room when the door opened, and Damien who entered rushed unto the stairs to where I was standing.

His left hand grabbed mine before I could take another step, and I turned to look at him the moment he did that. His face looked so gloomy, but brighter than it has been for the past days.

“Dabby,” he called slowly, as his right fingers crept sensationally on my arm, and I was still looking at his face.

Everything was too attractive to ignore, and my breathing became irrational. I didn’t know what he was doing to me, but I wanted our forehead to meet mine, and our lips too.

And slowly, we both brought our heads close to meet one another, and our lips were only an inch far from one another. We were about to lock our lips into each other’s, when I heard the word that commanded loudly and brought us to halt immediately, “Freeze!”

‘Oh dear. We have been caught. What would we say?’