He made his way inside, only bringing in his backpack for now, and went upstairs to his room. He took a few leisurely moments to unpack and look at all of his memories, scattered around the room. In additional to his normal college classes, Zack continued his high school sport: competitive swimming. With a grin, he quickly changed into some trunks and looked forward to diving into his father’s huge pool and just float and relax. He didn’t have to practice, for once. He could just chill. Once dressed, he flicked his eyes out to the window overlooking the pool and stopped dead in his tracks. Stunned by the sight, he looked down at his gorgeous stepmother, laying out in a deck chair. “No fuckin’ way,” he murmured.
Quickly making his way downstairs, and to the back of the house, he exited the back door to the pool area. A pair of sunglasses, grabbed off the shelf right inside the door, hid his prying green eyes from sight. Playing it cool, he made his way over to the second chair by his new stepmother and pointed to it. “Is this seat taken?”
Carla was engrossed in her magazine and barely paid him any mind. Surely Kanye wasn’t really cheating on Kim! How could he?! Such a slime-ball, she thought, enjoying her gossipy magazine. With a sigh, she set her magazine down and turned slightly to look up at the owner of the male voice speaking to her. She expected to see a Junior version of her husband: a tall, lanky, slightly goofy looking man. He was wonderful mentally, but certainly not the most attractive of specimens.
But holy shit, this kid must have gotten his looks from his dead mama! The boy was tall and well built, covered with tattoos, which was one of Carla’s weaknesses. Enough hair scattered here and there to make her wonder and a body that begged to be touched. Damn her luck that the kid was now related to her!
Clearing her throat, Carla smiled and turned on the charm. “Of course, darlin,” she cooed, tilting her pretty face up to look at him standing next to her. “You must be Zack. I’ve been so excited to meet you.” She was lying through her teeth.
Zack smiled down at the woman, eyeing over that magazine with a shake of his head. He didn’t really keep up with that stuff, but to each their own. He nodded in acknowledgment of her reply, then plopped himself down on the opposite chair, stretching his legs out with a sigh.
His head tilted over to her, a hand going to ruffle through his hair as he nodded once, giving her a cheeky little smile to show off his dimples. “That I am! I’ve been excited to meet you, as well. Dad’s told me a lot, and he’s pretty damn happy you’re part of the family, finally.”
He waved a hand, pursing his lips. “But we don’t have to be so formal! You already know me, I’m Zack. I chose to do things that my father didn’t, and he doesn’t really approve, but what can ya do, y’know? The family business doesn’t interest me much. I prefer to swim and play and have a bit of fun.” His tanned shoulders shrugged as he looked over the large pool, watching the water glisten in the sun.