Pucking Around With My StepBrother
I said, my eyes flickering to Ava, who was still laughing at whatever silly jokes her friend was telling.
I wondered what—
“And why are you staring at her?” Maya’s voice broke me away from my thoughts.
“Staring at who?”
“That freak!”
“She has a name, Maya, and I wasn’t staring.”
She rolled her eyes, pouting. “Baby, you didn’t even call to check if I returned home safely. It’s unlike you.”
I exhaled sharply. “I’m sorry, I was busy.”
“Let me guess, with her?”
I pulled away from her, already getting irritated. “It’s too early for this, and I don't know what you’re thinking, but she’s my stepsister,” I spat. “And unfortunately, my project partner, so we had to brainstorm.”