Contemporary Romance: No Ordinary Stepbrother (New Adult, Stepbrother, Short Stories, Alpha BBW Romance, Menage Romance, MFM Romance) by J.C. Taylor

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Chapter One
    I remember the first time mom had told me she was dating, It was
     
    with a man named Gary Hilman, He was nice and I could tell when I
     
    had first meet him, that he cared for my mother a lot – more than my
     
    biological father had ever cared for her. At first, just like any other
     
    teenage daughter, I was concerned for my mother and a little jealous
     
    that she was with someone new, and I felt a little pushed out of the
     
    picture, but as I got to know Gary, he really did want me in his life,
     
    and in my moms life, he cared for me just like his own.
     
    Gary wasn't a bad guy, In fact I went to high school with his son
     
    Michael who every one had a crush on, he was the football teams
     
    rising star, the quarter back that everyone gushed on, yes, including
     
    me.
     
    I had a crush on Michael Hilman, and when I found out my mom
     
    was dating his dad, I was even more excited than I had ever been
     
    before. Who would have thought that Michael would be living in my
     
    house, the very same house that I grew up in my entire life.
     
    I remember when mom had told me that Gary and Michael were
     
    going to move in with us, Of course, I was a bit apprehensive about it -
     
    a new guy moving in that wasn't my dad, living in my child hood
     
    home, It was a change for me, and I didn't like change.
     
    “How long have you guys been dating?” I asked mom. Giving her the
     
    whole, I'm your daughter, and you should of asked me first type
     
    speech. 
     
    “Six months,” Mom replied, and I looked at her with wide eyes.
     
    “Six months!” I say out loud. A bit stunned that she has been hiding
     
    her dating life from me, I thought we could tell each other everything.
     
    “Yes baby,” Six months.
    I scowled at her in annoyance.
     
    “Don't give me that look Grace,”
     
    “You lied to me mom, you always told me that you would tell me
     
    everything, no matter