The smell of garlic rice filled my nostrils as I sat down at the long dining table. My mother, Lianne, was already cheerfully chatting away with Kayden’s dad, Mr. Salvador. They looked so happy, as if they were the perfect married couple straight out of a movie.Too bad their sons were far from it.I didn’t even glance at the man who took the seat across from me. I didn’t have to look to know who it was. Just his signature perfume was already enough for me to recognize him.Kayden, my stepbrother.Yeah, he’s my stepbrother slash fuck buddy. We hate each other—no, we loathe each other. We argue over everything, can’t stand being in the same room, and never have anything nice to say.But when we’re doing it, none of that matters.The hate disappears the second our lips are pressed against each other. It’s like our bodies forget what our mouths always argue about.We go back to hating each other the moment it’s over, but we never stop coming back.“Good morning, Noah,” Mom greeted.“Morn
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