My stepbrother

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Zayne

I drive up to the house, and there's a moving truck parked in the driveway. Mommy dearest moves in today, I assume. I scoff; I cannot believe Dad married some random woman in Vegas. I park my car, hop out and stroll up to the door.

“Maija, is the truck empty?” A woman asks as she unpacks a box in the living room. She looks up, and I’m face to face with a beautiful African American woman. Not my father's usual type, he usually dates twenty-year-old models who try to get in my bed once he’s out of town. She looks at me with confusion before it turns into a smile.

“Zayne?” I nod in response.

“I’m Carolyn.”

speak to this woman I know nothing about, but that

brags about you all the

at the woman, confused, as she smiles warmly at me. Is this an act? She does not have to be nice to me for my father’s sake. I’m

off, but having lost my mother when I was 5, I am not familiar or comfortable with this look of affection. She tilts her head to the side,

be exhausted since you just got back.” She smiles warmly at me again, and for some reason, I feel

say hi. He really missed you these last couple of months.”  I nod; she busies herself emptying boxes. I scan the room, analyzing all the boxes left to unpack. I count around fifteen. I really should help;

turning to the staircase. I climb a

over in my own home. A dark

figured she would be Carolyn’s daughter, but the fact that she is my stepsister and should be off-limits does not register one bit as I

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