Kevin's POV
It was standard.
Everyone knew this one rule. Well, everyone except him.
I eyed him from across the table, wishing I could send a terrible punch to his face and actually see his teeth fall out mixed with blood.
Stepfathers shouldn't walk around shirtless. Yet there he sat, shameless and without a shirt on while we had freaking breakfast.
He claimed to have been working out, but how could he focus when he had morning wood.
Now don't get me started. I would never find a man attractive. I was as straight as a wooden ruler. But this damned doctor knew how to play his cards.
And Lyra wasn't looking away.
“Is the food nice?” I asked. She finally settled for cereal and I had to run to the stall to get one of everything while Jake prepared a fruit bowl containing mostly calcium
