Claimed by His Stepbrother
He groaned as I shifted in his lap , as I could feel a hard thing pricking me underneath…making me squirm.
“So my mum called this morning, and told me about the brunch she wants us to come to… on Tuesday,” I started, monitoring his reaction. “and she invited your bro— stepbrother.”
I almost choked on the word.
He didn't react at first, or say anything. Just kept quiet.
“We don't have to go, honestly.” I added, pecking his cheek.
“Brunch with your family? And that bastard was invited? He just doesn't know when to stop.” He scoffed and looked away.