In Love With My Hot Stepbrothers
God, I could feel the unhappy vibe emanating from him and wondered what was bothering him.
His eyes on me, he said, “Enough about this bar job. Are you done, Haru? Let’s go. And I’m picking you up tonight after work. No argument.”
I could only stare at him, flabbergasted.
Reo chuckled. “Give it up already, Haru. Just let him drive you, otherwise Daddy Aiden will be worried sick.”
I sighed in resignation and then got up from my seat. I said, “Itte kimasu,” as Aiden and I headed out the door, indicating that we were leaving the house—our Japanese habit stuck with me from childhood, and I found it hard to change.