My Step Daddy
Joseph POV.
Fresh early morning wind greeted me in Italy when I step down from my jet. Stephen was standing near the car, waiting for me.
“Hey Josh” He came to take me his hug.
“How's Steph,” I asked, broking our hug.
“Good as always” He smirked.
“That I can see, have decided your wedding date,” I asked looking at his fingers.
“Ohhh, I forgot to remove it. I have broken up” He chuckled weakly removed the ring from his finger and put it down in his pocket.