My Stepbrother: secret possession

Welcome To Vegas

I dried my hair and applied a layer of makeup that Sawyer taught me during the weeks we spent together. I put on jeans, shorts, and a red blouse with sandals, and hung my small bag across my body.

With a soft knock on the door, Lilith asks me to hurry because Saturdays are the busiest day for the strip.

Mom was supposed to take me out on a tour, but as she mentioned earlier, I needed to bond with my new family before the wedding. I decided that Lilith and I could hang out and get to know each other more.

Stepping outside the house, it was almost seven in the evening. The neighbourhood is quiet and smells like flowers when my eyes catch a brand new white Range Rover moving out of the second garage door. Lilith rolls down the window and smiles at me.

"Get in, sœur."

Narrowing my eyes, I marched to the passenger seat. "Sœur?"

"It means sister in French."

"You speak French?" I asked, amazed.

"I speak quite a few languages," she brags. "Now, put on your seatbelt, your mum..."

"Reminded you to make sure I did," I air quote Christian.

Laughing softly, she nods. "I'm going to take care of you. Trust me, mèimei."

"Let me guess, little sister?" I asked, rolling my eyes.

"In Chinese," she smirks. "I know I'm impressive," she adds.

Laughing, I don't argue. She's really impressive.

"I feel like we're taking a detour on a roundabout," I say, after realising we've been driving through roundabouts.

Laughing, Lilith explains, "The first one is by the hill's guard gate, and this curved path is called the village centre circle. Dad's favourite golf club is at my side. Leigh and his friends sometimes hang out here."

"Leigh plays golf?" I asked immediately.

"Yes, he does. Most of the seniors do," she replies.

Leigh doesn't strike me as a golf person—he seems calm and mature, but golf? That's something else. "On your side is all Summerlin. I mean, everything here is Summerlin, but if we could take this straight path and continue driving through the village centre circle, you'd see more of Summerlin past the traffic lights. It's so much fun; there's Starbucks, Domino, IHOP, McDonald's, and lots of takeouts and diners. We do grocery shopping and find some quick stuff around without needing to drive a long distance. There are supermarkets and stores... If you're interested in ballet, there's a perfect place for you," she cheerfully says, and I shake my head, letting out a light giggle. "Alright, there's a library in there, your mum mentioned—you love reading. I think you'll like it. I sometimes hang out with my friends there on boring weekends or at Egg Works instead." She continues to explain while I attentively listen to her. "Here's N Town Centre Drive. There are bus stops provided around here. I think we passed some behind us."

"Yes, I saw like two by the village centre circle," I responded.

Nodding, she grins. "You're observant." She gives me a fist bump, which I reciprocate. "That's Spring Gate Lane. Leigh and his friends go for fitness workshops around there, so they're often found at IHOP or SafeSplash afterwards, just like the cheerleaders go for practice and hang out." My eyes study Spring Gate Lane, and I safely store the information in my brain.

"Do you cheer?" she asks.

Laughing at her ridiculous question, I shook my head. "So it exists. Eww." Lilith glances at me before whispering 'whatever' under her breath.