Quid Pro Quo: A dark stepbrother romance

By the time Jay had finally called her back, her mother had already disputed the charge and gotten into a shouting match with her bank. While Carbon watched her, clearly disturbed, Jay dragged her suitcase out of the closet and began to pack what she thought she would need for Los Angeles. At one point, Jay went still, a strange expression on her face. She squirmed, trying to rise, and heard him whisper, “Please don't leave.” And it was like the last broken shard of her shattered heart had finally worked itself free from its frame and fallen, slashing her all up on its way back down.