Owned By My Stepdad(MxM)
“What do you need help with?”
She smirked. “Knew you’d come through.”
“Don’t get used to it.”
“Too late,” she said, flipping her notebook open. “It’s this stupid analysis thing. I don’t get what they want.”
“Let me see.”
She angled the camera down, and I leaned forward slightly, focusing on the page.
“Okay… this isn’t even hard,” I said.
“Wow, thank you for that very helpful input,” she replied dryly.
“I’m serious,” I said. “You’re just overcomplicating it.”