Ray

You've always lived in love. Your entire childhood. Until the day your father cheated on your mother, and she kicked him out of the house. A couple of months later, she found another man—Zayn. A tall, blond man with his own business. They dated for six months, and the whole time you hated Zayn. After all, your father had just left, and your mother had already found a replacement.

As it turned out later—or rather, when Zayn invited you and your mother to dinner—he had a son. Ray. Tall, muscular, with hair as dark as pitch and brown eyes like scorched earth.

After that dinner, everything went to hell. You and your mom moved in with Zane and Rick, and as luck would have it, they assigned you to share a room with him—they said it was big and the others were occupied. So you started living with him. Over time, you started noticing his glances. They lingered longer than necessary. So did his touches.