My Stepbrother-Too Hot To Handle

DABBY:

The moment Damien made a promise if we could prove our relationship to him, made me wonder why he was going to such lengths to care if our relationship was real. It made me relieved honestly that he was doing that, because I could finally cancel the evil deed that he made me go through.

Mason gave me the look that questioned if I was willing, as we had planned before when I agreed to be in a fake relationship. I knew he was my friend and wouldn’t want to hurt me, and I had agreed without freaking out, that we could go cool lengths of skinship.

Mason’s lips touched on mine gently, and it wasn’t as suffocating as I thought it would be, even if I intentionally held my breath. It was just a normal lip kiss, and it wasn’t so weird. It however felt different from the one I had with Damien. I didn’t get the spark.

After we left Damien’s sight, Mason apologized for doing that, and I said it was okay. I hugged him instead and thanked him for helping me get rid of Damien, long enough for people to see and get rid of their suspicions.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

I felt better and better than I had done before, because I was peaceful at heart that I didn’t have to avoid Damien anymore. I didn’t have to play hide and seek at home or in the restaurant either, because he already gave his word.

Unless he was a real jerk, he should go through with it.

After school ended, Mason said we were going somewhere together, which was a place where students normally frequented with their lovers. We went together with him holding my hands, and it felt too good to be true.

‘If I couldn’t get a real boyfriend, I could at least get a fake.’

We went to a mall that was in town, and he said that we needed to make it look more plausible. We needed to get simple matching things that people wouldn’t help but notice. And like that, we got matching couple bracelets, rings, locker keys, socks and sneakers too.

I had never shopped with someone else except mum, since there was never enough time to make new friends in a new place. I had so much fun with Mason, and we took so many pictures too.

As we made our way outside the mall after we were done, Mason said I had to make more changes even to make it look more shocking.

First, I had to make a commitment that I would try on dresses more often, wear earrings and all. We also stopped at a hair salon to get my hair styled, and Mason chose a style he thought was the best in trend, when I asked him.

In just two days, I got a new boyfriend, dumped my glasses for lens, got Damien to cancel his threat, got matching couple things, and got a new hairstyle. My life was taking a change.

We got back on the bus quite later than normal for the cafe opening, and he said that I take the day off because of everything exciting that had happened.

I suggested that we went to my house instead, and I dropped everything I bought off while he waited outside. Mum was surprisingly back from work already, and was sitting outside at the front balcony doing graphics work.

“Hmmn hmn. That is your friend isn’t he?” She asked when I came outside of the house so quickly, and raised her neck to see him standing outside, “He is a fine, handsome young man. Hot and smoky,” she made a slurping noise with her mouth, and I shook my head.

“Mum!”

“What? You look hot in that dress though. Your curves are damn sexy. I’m glad I conceived you,” mum said so proudly, and I just smiled. I just really loved her. “You changed your hair!” She exclaimed, the moment she noticed that something looked different about me.

“Is it bad?” I looked at her wryly in fear that she would say something negative, that would make me want to go change them.

“No, darling. You look so good with it. Now go get yourself that fine, young man standing outside. You will be a great match,” she affirmed so positively, and I just turned away from her like I didn’t hear what she was saying.

“Bye mum.”

I dashed outside with a smiley face to meet Mason, and it wasn’t the peaceful atmosphere I expected it to be. Damien had just arrived with his car outside the building, and he alighted after he parked the car. He and Mason were gazing at one another, and the extreme tension in the air was palpable.

“Mason, let’s go,” I called hurriedly from where I was standing like I had seen nothing, so that I would not come in direct close contact with Damien.

His eyes however darted to where I was standing, and he seemed to stare at me for quite a long time, before I turned to the other side as soon as Mason walked over to my side.

My heart was unsettling in a way, because of the manner at which he was looking at me. I didn’t know if it was pity, or longing that made me feel that way.

I and Mason had even better fun during our cafe service, because we were wearing our matching bracelets already, for as many students that came from our school to see. I noticed that they kept staring at me too, and mumbling things among themselves. I was giving.

It was doing the perfect job of detaching me from Damien’s perfect self, that Dabby Sanders wasn’t good enough for. But for a moment, it kind of hurt my pride.

‘I knew Damien was now my stepbrother and also a very hot guy in school, but I wasn’t so terrible of a girl to make me so unqualified for someone not good enough for him.’