Torn Between My Alpha Stepbrothers
“Well, tell me all about her! How did you two meet?”
“Actually we met when we were kids, in kindergarten,” Derek said. “One day Jessica discovered all the crayons in her desk had been stolen, and she started crying, so I let her borrow mine, and we were inseparable after that. Mom would joke that we were a perfect match. Then after mom…” he paused, choking up a bit. He cleared his throat. “When she was gone, I still thought she was right, that Jessica and I were a pretty suitable match.”
I longed to interrupt and change the subject to anything else, but mom and Derek were now only interested in talking about this engagement. I watched helplessly as they continued on, discussing the plans for