He sighed, "I felt bad about what your father did to you so I kind of broke into his study one day when he was at work."
I gasped and lifted my head off of his shoulder, "You did what?"
He shrugged and used his hand to gently push my head back onto his shoulder, "I logged onto his laptop and hacked into his Ebay account so that I could see who he had recently sold things to. After I got their contact information I contacted them and explained why I needed the items back. Some people gave them to me free of charge, other people said they wanted their money back."
"How did you get them their money back?"
"I have a bank account for a reason, you know."
"Oh Daniel, you didn't, did you?"
He nodded slightly, "I did."
"How much do I owe you?"
He gently tweaked my nose, "Absolutely nothing. It was my birthday gift to you, you don't owe me anything."
I stayed silent for a minute, but there was something that was really on my mind, "And the picture?" I asked.
"One of the people that bought some of your mother's things, she bought the locket by the way, was your mother's best friend. She had come to visit your mother and you when you were a baby and had taken the picture. When she heard that you didn't even have a picture of your mother anymore she gave me that picture without a second thought."
I stared up at him, he was so amazingly sweet. He was perfect, I think that I could search the entire world and I would never find another man like him.
"You're too sweet," I pouted.
He laughed, "What? Does it bother you or something?"
"Yes, it does, sort of."
He laughed and began to run his fingers through my hair, "Well, you'll just have to get over it, because I'm not planning on changing any time soon."
I rolled my eyes and gently lifted my head, "I could get over it, or I could just... beat it out of you."
"Wha-" Daniel was cut off by a pillow being slammed into his face. He laughed as I pulled the pillow back and prepared to hit him again.
"Now, Taryn, do you really want to do that?"
"Hmmm, let me think about that... yes," with that I hit him again.
He tried to protect himself, but he wasn't doing a very good job at it. I giggled as he finally gave up and just grabbed his own pillow and began to lightly hit me with it. I smiled as I successfully aimed a hit at his face. He fell over and onto the floor with an "oof" and lay there with his eyes closed.
"You've killed me," he whispered.
I smiled and hung my head over the side of the bed, "You died honorably."
"What honor is found in dying at a girl's hand?"
"There's a lot actually, first - you were not afraid to admit that I'm superior, and second - you didn't hit me back too hard. You could have easily won."
He rolled his eyes, "You weren't supposed to know that I was letting you win."
"It's kind of hard not to realize when a guy is obviously letting you win at a pillow fight."
He laughed and held his hand out, I stared at him questioningly. "Give me your hand," he said softly. I rolled my eyes, but placed my hand gently in his own, he held it softly for a moment before giving a gigantic heave and pulling me down onto the ground.
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Good News,I Fell in Love. Bad News,I Fell in Love with my Stepbrother
Dla nastolatkówTaryn Phelps is a beautiful, talented, quirky teenage girl who is thrown for a loop when her selfish bastard of a father forces her to move from sunny California, away from her five best friends, to Boston Massachusetts to live with her stepmother t...