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It was love at first sight, even though Ike’s a little older than mom. He’s every bit as handsome as she deserves, and rich? My goodness, I never even knew people really lived like this.

I mean, having your own staff to do all the housework and bring you things… Not having to stress about this weeks rent or how you're gonna pay the bills. It’s like living in a fairy tale.

And yeah, I just hope. Pray that nothing happens to ruin this.

I mean, having a real dad… Even though Ike’s probably old enough to be my grandfather, It’s still kinda sweet. He’s the kindest, smartest man I’ve ever met.

So it’s in the same daydream state I feel myself floating down the huge staircase. Feeling like some movie star or royalty just walking through the place. The one place I do know where something is in this huge house, and I use it as a guide before I hear a deep voice, then the front doors close.

Frozen to the spot, I have to do a quick double take. Feeling like I must’ve gone back in time somehow.

The man I was told not to expect has come after all, Ike’s son Ezekiel.

He didn’t tell me that his son’s a chip off the old block, only way more handsome. And much taller.

And probably about twenty five years younger…

Mom’s already coached me on the do’s and don’ts of our new family life. To always be polite and remember we’re new here but that we also belong here now. Lord knows Ike keeps drumming that into us both.

Maybe not so much for Ronnie and Ricky, but they’ll settle down soon.

I can’t help feeling vulnerable on my own. And when his eyes meet mine, I feel like someone set off a bag of fireworks in my belly.

Butterflies, heartbeats and rainbows all at once. Like the man’s got a switch he can flick and just make a girl feel like that.

He’s way taller than his dad, Ike. Must be over six five. A meticulous haircut and shave that I can catch the custom cologne from long before I get close enough to feel the nuclear blast of his manliness.

The man oozes everything a woman could want. Hell, even Grosvenor the old butler looks like he’s worshiping the guy.

His woolen coat’s buttoned up, but I can see the outline of his huge body underneath.

All muscle under shapes that would normally be empty on a regular person. And everything looking as sharp and in its place on him. As if he's just stepped out of one of those makeover shows.

But Ezekiel doesn’t need a makeover.

He’s the after shot.

The perfect man, and one I can see instantly that nobody else could ever come close to.

He’s also my new stepbrother.

And unlike Ike, he’s older in a sexy way. But definitely old enough to be my-

No! Don’t!

Don’t even think it, Eve… Mom said not to screw this up.

Don’t go starting with all that daddy shit. Now of all times…

I can’t help it.

My real daddy ditched us when I was too little to remember, leaving mom and my older brothers and me without one.

I thought it was only natural for a girl to want a daddy. And I thought I was at peace having gained Ike as our new step daddy.

But looking at Ezekiel, I’m kinda gladhedidn't marry mom. I'd be in a real pickle then.

The thoughts I can't help but have as soon as those piercing brown eyes bore into me.

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